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That time my phone screen and resolve both cracked

 
You slammed
into me
so hard
my phone and keys
fell on the floor

I tried to fight
back
but you were too close

(too close)

that I couldn’t get
enough
leverage
to push
you
away

I wasn’t going
to let you
know
how much
I
want
you

in me.

So I turned my head to
side and closed my eyes
because this
is no place for
truth

and I think
you can
read me that
well.

My palms
shoved your
broad shoulders
and I hissed
“Fuck you”
while you slide
my panties
to the side,
and told me
to shut
the fuck
up.

As you
slammed
me into the
wall again
my legs
locked around
your waist,
your name
ripped
from my throat
like a curse,

and you smiled mercilessly
against the side
of my neck as
I shuddered against you,
my flat palms
curling desperately
in your shirt

pulling you deeper.
Written by Betty
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