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			<title>gulity as pleasured </title>
			<description>Fist to lipspart thiswine to waterEl Salvadorfloods my networkbeat dancesbeat me downas he beats offto handcuffed picturedof a letterI sent off to himfemale gaggedframedyou caught mepanties downwetand blushed but he was my bosshe was my musemy naughtydomglittered drawnsecreton the sheetsink paintedg..</description>
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			<title>...My My Sadie </title>
			<description>I wrote this in a mood.</description>
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			<title>Experiment </title>
			<description>push the button</description>
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			<title>One Millionth Customer</title>
			<description>I opened my mouthHeld a small fire up And drank from the ceilingMy heartbeat is an emergencyGasoline around my feetMy insanity has a thrust for troubleHe drinks like a fishAnd smells like a bad divorceBut I wanted to crawl in his lapCall him daddyWhile he does dirty things to meBut he does what week..</description>
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			<title>But He Said to Kill My Darlings. My Darlings Are Dead.</title>
			<description>Darling Kitten smilesIt's timespot light onshe is a sinner of kindstortures them before doing them inblood like ink like deathdrip down the pagethe screamsits easy tojust change their namesmonkeys and circles and research studiesobserve the machineobserve the buttonobserve my brainmelted into the pa..</description>
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			<title>I thought about God after Masterbating </title>
			<description>I hope the title says it all.</description>
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			<title>her fat and a his hard place</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote in between men. </description>
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