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By Violet Date: 2001 Nov 16 Comment on this Work [[2001.11.16.22.01.32362]] |
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you take me in your arms to feel the soft angles of my frame and your dark, smooth, poison fills my soul you've stained me with your words and heated my skin with your coffee flavored lips and all i have anymore is a leftover breath to suck on until i give in and bend toward the scent of you |