i stopped dead in my tracks when i saw you. swaying, staggering, begging to be abused. what was one your mind, tongue biter? "i'd like to piss on this guys car" ...or maybe "he won't bang". you hesitated. i'da busted my own lip just to bleed on you, but i knew better. the helpless look in your eyes spoke volumes of long lost dreams. hopes that have
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