You and I

I and you, words

i remember in the 

library whilst I take

a… Poo, poo, poo…

you. The rim of my

anus remembers the

texture of your lips

as we masturbate 

into the library book. 

Don’t look… 

Never look…

the 28th of March 

we kissed

my depression forced me to

STD… D, D, D

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