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About Last Night
Snapped the clasp
on her bra strap
It broke
'twas an accident
though it helped
with the flinging
to the bedpost
we laughed
She let out
one of those snorts
when you giggle
a bit much
So I pushed her
back first
flat onto the mattress
Her neck slipped
over the side
Hair falling towards
the floor
I tripped
rushing to her face
with my Levi's
still around my
ankles
Laughing
became moaning
became screaming
we call it real
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