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| Your lips upon my skin;a kiss from ever after. Bruised blooms upon my throat;observed without my laughter. My skin pure as white cocaine, my lips as sweet as E. My body the perfect escape-for you, not for me. Behind my dark mascara, two orbs empty as death. Between my two firm breasts, lungs filled with cigarette breath. Within my tempting mouth, my oesophagus lays torn From bulimic episodes with which I was born. My taut and narrow waist-the last and best surprise. Your three week-old-seed, fermented between my thighs. |