I kissed a miserable boy who tastes of cigarettes
old records in the background
and scars across his wrists
a lip so innocent pierced
a mind so jaded confused and lost
I shuddered at his touch
"undress"
he said as he held up my un-tainted face
pulled at my skirt
I faltered, felt my legs begin to shake.
so this is what its like to be weak
I wish I was your
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thank u
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more than welcome
~Trish
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i hope this comment wasn't too weird or anything. if it wasn't. may i add you?
~.~courtney~.~
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:) *xoxo*
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