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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Health · #2243911
Written during a time where my throat would literally, mysteriously bleed during sex
As blood escapes from behind my lips
Energy drains from the sway of my hips
No more soft caresses from my palms or my fingertips...

Legs wrapped around the waist
I'm not here in pleasure, I'm gone in thought
Down on my knees, my throat is rot
The core of my essence, complete abscission
The stroke of my pelvis has lost its rhythm
Inside, I don't feel a thing
I'm not even wet
Anxiety over choking
or oozing,
a god damn roulette

Unknown disease
You've completely robbed me
Of the one thing that sets me free
Lord knows, I don't care about dying
Heaven knows, I crave the horrifying
But I swear to you what I won't live without
Is my sensuality, to which I've remained devout.
As blood escapes from behind my lips
I pray this is nothing but a passing eclipse

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