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Fear
Deep, endless, consuming
Fills her beautiful brown eyes
Shh...
She struggles little
Not much longer I promise
Small wheezing sounds escape her lips
Those lips...
I hate doing this.
Her neck, ivory neck, elegant neck
I'm sorry
So sorry
I whisper a kiss on her forehead
Linger over her lips
Those lips
Those soft, silent lips
I remove my hand.
Copyright © Rebecca Daugherty | Year Posted 2006
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