“From my lipsAnd kissed you in a way That begged to reverse ownershipBut instead it sellotaped my wrists Together tight around your hips Whilst my internal monologue screamedYou’re hopeless at this You don’t want to do this You always do thisYou don’t have to be this Person You don’t have to quench your thirst onHimTellContinue reading “Thursday Thoughts”
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