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So much beneath...
Oh. I hate it.
The eyes and glances,
The hands and caresses,
They like it when I am dirt.
To be dirt I would love,
But less than ground I am...
Knowing I will go much beneath that
Knowing they will too.
The eyes and glances,
The hands and caresses,
They like it when I am dirt.
To be dirt I would love,
But less than ground I am...
Knowing I will go much beneath that
Knowing they will too.
Published 11th Feb 2024
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Had to come up with something at 3am.
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