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I didn't know you could mark the mind
when you heal it
I didn't know that sex could get you so high,
make you forget to breathe unconsciously
Hands around the neck,
squeezing air into pain
bringing sick ecstasy
more
more
more
I didn't know that an orgasm
could give so much freedom
that you start to love yourself
About the Creator
Fair Exchange, No Robberies
Dark Memoirs - Index There are at least two kinds of people in the world: those who write this half-arsed kind of intro to a story that looks to separate the rare and the norm, and those who realise it's an overused framing device and don't.
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