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The room - still foreign to me
third party property.
A secret place for us
a place to feast on our ravenous lust.
Our bodies enveloped
like gift packages without bows.
Already ripped open
we had nothing to lose.
What we were giving away
wasn’t meant to last.
Wasn’t anything to hold on
was meant to rapidly pass.
Was nothing for good
but good -
oh yes, good it was.
Written by Chiyo (Miss Chi)
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