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4 years ago. June 11, 2020 at 11:57 PM


His hands on my throat


As he inches in with every stroke.


I feel the urge build in my throat.


I look him in the eye and say,


Tighten your grip.


The power of asphyxiation


Makes me drip

Kittymorgan


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