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She's wet,
Wet enough to spew galaxies
onto an ebony canvas
Her moral was glass,
stiff and constructed
by the heat of an argument
but like glass
it just took
a good pounding
to shatter
all that.
Wet enough to spew galaxies
onto an ebony canvas
Her moral was glass,
stiff and constructed
by the heat of an argument
but like glass
it just took
a good pounding
to shatter
all that.
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