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Finally

(I suggest reading "Want" first)

I can't stand it
My room is white
White to the left
And more white above

The pills dull my senses
A schizophrenic to the right
An anorexic to the left
But across the hall is perfect

With black hair and blue eyes
With more scars than I
She smiled at me, seductively
I returned it with a smile of my own

So we started talking, Jenny
Beautiful name, I said
She replied with a kiss
I grabbed her breast

We went to my room
And kissed
She stroked my scars
As I kissed hers

Later, we became one
Through thrusts and moaning
Kissing and panting
She whispered the words I forgot

I love you
Never thought I'd hear it
So I made her scream my name
She buckled and moaned loudly

Her nails dug into my back
She urged for me to follow
I caved
And joined her in ecstasy

We were both spent
So she stroked my hair
She kissed my scars softly
As she was in my arms...
Written by stonehorn (RavensYouth)
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