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I'm used to sleeping alone at night in my bed. No one there.
I'm used to being unloved and unwanted at night, feeling the touch of a bullet.
I'm used to being forlorn and forsaken, dead inside during dark hours. Inside and out. I'm used to having no lover to get wet and sweaty with, damn hot eroticism. Not in my bed or life.
I'm used to having no one hold me...
Friday 9th November 2012 10:24 pm
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