we stand on soil and dried blood
my window from my grave looks to you
staunch proud vulnerable and loud
you smell of shit but yet hike up your skirt
that makes my mind get a hard on
deeply i breathe and think thoughts
that only you and i can decipher
like when i chased that first dragon
down your Chinatown manhole covers
or when i kissed your cold flat marble walls
you and i
you filthy whore a threesome with a snarl
words less spoken 
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Telling it like it is!
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thank you Eugi
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Most welcome.
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Well-done, Marisela!
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thank you Susi happy holidays blessings and health xo
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You’re welcome! I wish you the best too! 🙂
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