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I feel myself slowly peel
As I come inside of you
And as I move with you
I find it hard to raise my feet
Take this pain away from me
Take my feet off this sheet
Stop holding on, I want to breathe
You're too tight, I want to feel
And then I hear her sound
Come baby, turn around
Take your feet off the ground
You'll pull the curtains down
You're making too much sound
I look down at the black beauty
So beautiful, I felt guilty
If only it would pity
Me and let me go easy
But I push in further
Trying even harder
Then I feel the warm liquid
Its hot and it's languid
And before I could say 'squid'
My tears cross the border
I can't, I say to mother
I just can't, take me no further
This shoe is far too tight
My legs are injured mother
We have no need to bother
Let's go and find another
That fits my feet just right
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Whispers | Poetry
PoesíaMy poetry is gold Written with a smirk or a scowl Poured out from the depths of my soul And mashed to words in a bowl decanted in the form of ink on rusty paper folds worth more than the price of mink my treasure to behold I write about my life and...
