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by Kade Mar 25, 2016 category : Life, society / other
Harlot. Take. Pleasure. Your kisses blind my mind. My eyes don't hear my heart. Longing. Blunted. Messy. Harlot. Mmm. Slick. Prisoner to convulsions, twitching like an eyelid set loose, by insomnia.Loose. No morals. Anywhere. Ashamed but still riding waves, that lead to a dark pit of murky, black endlessness. A vortex; never to be heard from again. Bruised. Lips. Tip. Nibbled trouble and bit off more than I can chew.
by Brenda
I really like this-dark, naughty, a cautionary tale of maybe mixing it up with the wrong sort?
by Kade
Thanx. Wrong sort indeed.