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Saturday, February 20, 2010
cocoa
Chocolate bunny, skin so sweet
I bite your neck, I taste your meat
You melt upon my tongue, I crave you more
Liquid lover, tender lips
I rupture rapture, puncture hips
Your chocolate blood drips dark unto the floor
Thursday, February 18, 2010
my turn
I realize now we don't belong
I need (I want) to break it off
I should say good-bye to you
but you already did.
I feel I've missed out
can we go back
so I can I have my turn ?
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