Pearlsyou talk in your sleep profane dreams that make it hard for me to breathe because your body unhitches under my touch silken and elegant in ways that could change my life and turn my limbs toPearls
careless toys. you get under my bones like the end of our worlds rubbing shoulders clothes sliding lost and hard into the pillows and that gasp that dresses your hips in the pale moonlight shakes my morning like soft white pearls.
When we was
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There are no winners in this game.
Just losers, sufferers, and liars.
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