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A Poem by brianna vega

the feel of his scratchy beard in my hand was almost too much to handle
arms wrapped tight i stole his life
in a nanosecond he was mine
i watch his body lie upon the bed
its not enough yet its just way too much

© 2011 brianna vega


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Added on March 9, 2011
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brianna vega
brianna vega

city of lost angels, CA



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