writing and rotting
Friday, May 27, 2022
You stain;
All dewy and lustrous,
On my bed sheets on
A Sunday morning,
You drip like viscous
Milk down my thighs,
You thought of another
The whole time
Sunday, May 15, 2022
Maybe if you just hit me
A little bit harder
You could shape
my darling face
Into the
girls
you like to watch
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