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Calm Violence
She walks by the couch
Reaching down to grab my hair
Pulling my face upward to meet hers
Hungry lips and nipping teeth
And then just like that left breathless
Reaching down to grab my hair
Pulling my face upward to meet hers
Hungry lips and nipping teeth
And then just like that left breathless
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