Touched

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He touched my epidermis with an intruding hair follicle, touched
He touched my black sand I mean menalin and mistaken it for a point of zero, touched
He touched my lips and I swear he made us loose our collagen, his touch is so seasoned I aged in glee
Gravity took a toll on my knickers as hit they ground
It smashed the floor brutally like how his hand hit my buttcheeks
I arched my back from the impact as a moan let itself out as sharp and loud as laughter

He grabbed my titts as tightly as a grade R gripping his mother's dress
He sucked them as I moved my pelvis in circular motions, whining
Whining like nerd from a tease, I was too good to be punished
Touched, he entered her and she hugged him tightly
In and out and in and out we consummated
My lacrimal gland secreted too much fluid from the oxytocin rush
Here I laid getting laid with somebody's somebody
He oozed in me as if I were his
I smiled at him for the gold he'd leave me with
I failed to see I was the black sand and he was just extracting me
I smiled and hugged my sheets
As he left me the gold and yelled don't forget that abortion as he left
I stared long and hard at the money that took life and left me touchless
My life was a great depression and I, Hitler
I did the deed and didn't think I'd never feel that touch again, that of a life in you, that which I have become obsessed with
Touched
Touched touched, perhaps if I say it with enough conviction I will get parole and feel the touch again
I should of never let him touch me, I was too young to know what giving up my first touch meant
He doesn't know my pain because he has several touches
I now know what consummation means only now I can't bear the fruits
And my hold looks at me different
Touched, memory and my womb won't let me forget we were once touched and I killed it

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