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Ever Present
This flesh
ever present
hangs on me
like silk from a spider's ass
hanging from a tree
yet, the breeze does not disturb me
quite unlike your lust of me
ever present
hangs on me
like silk from a spider's ass
hanging from a tree
yet, the breeze does not disturb me
quite unlike your lust of me
Published 8th Jul 2014
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