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- You Bring Up The Masochist In Me
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you bring up the
masochist in me:
the helix hungry for hurt.
the howl that’s at the core.
a pickle-bitter delivery-trip.
you’re the one I’d let go of all others for;
surrendering, wretched, at your dirty feet.
the rose-petal-pit-bull skin of your ass is
free to knead me into death at any time.
you bring up the
masochist in me:
a pantyhose-disaster-zone
spittoon, crooked pee-pee
an inflated, elated balloon.
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