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Crush
My head is spinning thoughts a whirl. Sleep evades me, all in all I'm a messed up girl.
Coming or going, I don't know which. All I know is I've really go to scratch this itch.
hold it a bay. My mind is weak, I just want to have my way.
My body's aflame, flesh is on fire. Near to breaking, I'm stretched as taut as a wire.
from this daily need? I try my best, this aching desire wants to feed.
will have its way. I really don't know, what more can I say?
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