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How sweet you feel against my head,
your cool touch is like no other.

But why do you pull away?
My hands are not blistered enough?
My bare back isn’t parched enough?

No, please don’t leave!
I’ve been bad,
so show me my place.

See,
how I’ve stopped,
how I’ve hindered progress,
how I’ve broken your law.

That’s right,
come back to me.
Your saliva strewn curses soothe me.

I’m your toy.

Ahh, your touch again,
how sweet you feel against my scalp.

Please, oh please,
just shoot a bullet inside of me
so that I can relax.





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