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Your Bosom

stop the drooling my love don’t you know one bullet can’t kill a man or is it just your three edged sword of impatience waiting and crawling nearer to devour the man I was made of that made you so vindictive and callous? would you at least smother your taste smoothed with ribose coated desire and the sizzling revulsion pierce with pain and placid longing? where was your untamed hatred, did it levitate with eagle’s wings when I lie awake in your hesitating bosom?

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