crumble; poems

crumble; poems

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poems that speak trough me (or trough others) highest ranked #103 in poetry
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Drew is just trying to survive life let alone high school. Her two best friend are her entire world and she loves to dance. There's a new English teacher in town and Drew's path is not as straight forward as she thought it would be to graduation. *smut and other mature content!* Excerpt: "You look beautiful today" I paused "uh..... not that you don't look beautiful everyday. Uh... I." Why was I nervous! I, Drew Line, never get nervous around girls. She started laughing at me. "Drew chill." She smiled. "What can I do for you?" She asked standing from her desk. I checked out her body. God I wanted to touch her. I need too. Suddenly my confidence came back. I walked slowly towards her. "I just wondered if you'd like to give me extra lessons." I said about 3 steps away still getting closer. "Drew your grades are great. Why do you need....." My lips closed around hers so quickly she was stunned. She kissed me back for a moment then broke the kiss. I stepped back and she looked at me with a questioning look again. Date started : Oct 28 2022 Completed: Jan 23 2023 Disclaimer : poorly written hopefully I'll rewrite this one day.

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