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Interwoven
You wanted me pure
But we both drooled poison.
We were,
Interwoven.
Since the first eye contact..deep stroke
when you asked me to bust
.. I
Melted with you.
Earned my trust mid thrust,
eyes on me saying:
“I’m cussing inside of you”
I was a fool.
We locked deep with our mouths and we sucked out our souls.
Two fallen angels, half of one whole
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Megan McGill
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