your
mystery,
allure,
my
mind scans
and
wanders.
It
pops,
it
hurts,
do
you love me?
Did
I ever love anyone?
I
forget.
Please
shave,
you
remind me
of
my
father.
It
irritates me
when
you kiss me;
don't
hold
me.
I'm
shaking because
you
steal the covers
at
night;
why
do you do that?
Where
are your hands?
They
are around my
neck,
I
think.
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