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Contributed by
absolutspin
on
Thursday, 20th August 2009 @ 11:04:07 PM in AEST
Topic:
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in me you grow, not like a child in me your breath aches in your lungs the attempts I make clothed and draped I can hear your song, and I break
She breathes life into this carcass She knows life, her life is mine She keeps well hidden, all of my poisons She sleeps soundly, in my mind
to touch her, body shaking her stomach, quivers under my finger tips I breath and it is all I can do her lips, they bleed divine
She keeps, my soul in secret She knows, I see only her She keeps, my being inside her I sleep, with her arms in mine
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2009-08-20 23:04:07] (Date/Time posted on
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