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To you

My thighs are filled
With love letters to you.
You said you liked scars
And I wanted to prove
My undying love-
Though I wish it were mortal.
Because you left
And I found
I am nothing
But a whore now
To you,
To your friends,
Even your brother.
But I loved you,
And I wanted
To be more than another
Girl to you.
Written by tea_for_bee (Bella C.)
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