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I quivered and I dropped my new phone,
who cares if it is shattered beyond repair.
Hot breath on my neck made me buckle,
your effort was completely unexpected.
Who cares if it is shattered beyond repair,
destruction may mend what is broken.
Pain is deftly subdued with skilled hands.
Hot breath on my neck made me buckle,
the tip of your tongue gained you access
to the words I needed to stay confidential.
Your effort was completely unexpected.
Forgive me all this cellular surrender,
I was starving for just a taste of tender.
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