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Unsated

Thoughts of you,
They keep replaying in my head.

I lay in bed alone.

If I can't have you,
Can I have myself instead?

My body twists in the bed sheets,
As I deny you the satisfaction.

The very thought of you,
Excites me.

If this is what you wanted,
Well--I can be just as stubborn as you.

I lay in bed alone.
Unsated.

I force myself to rest.

For I'm not aloud to touch myself,
It's against the rules.
Written by Cayleigh
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