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so heres what ive figured out, through contemplation and doubt, that all it was was that pout. the curves that formed a, strength that pushed a, hands that grabbed and bodies that touched in that kiss. thats all it was.
all the rest, the sex, the mess, was just payin the pied piper, just like a hired sniper tryin to get away with murder, and it hurt her inside?, but whats the allibi? he held her while she cried, she always, always tried anything for that movement, that in-the-moment truth, that undetectable noose, that kiss.
thats what was missed, craved and begged for, bargained and led toward. not the sickening dance, whirlwinds of shirts and pants. 'cause it hurt. outside, around and in between. was that a scream? or a lie, a dream. head-in-a-lap of the worst ended scene. no he was never mean, he always gleaned, the face, the look in her eyes when her body was dying, she'd just wanted to feel alive. wasn't that what they said? what this song & dance meant?
so much more than common sense and common knowledge. but all she wanted was, common lust, but uncommon trust, was a simple must, that kiss. the memories it brings, like the songs we sing turn and churn her stomach. is it unique? maybe. but unique is a curse, like emotions emersed, just like that kiss..
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