You flirt and in the matter of minutes you had me under you
Spreading my legs and making love to me, love that I didn't want and certainly couldn't feel.
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Letters to the dead
PoesíaA suicidal heartbroken teenager with daddy issues, anxiety, stress and a mild depression. I've got a fucked up head and I've been mentally and physically scared for life. I hope I don't bore you with my sadness. Its hard to be depressed and not hide...
