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Sunday, January 5, 2014

On 9:28 PM by Rachel Preston Prinz in
What is it to be Called?

Like the A on her chest
worn for all to see
but with none of the guilt
and all of the fear

At least her beloved
touched her private parts...
laid her bare...
ravaged her soul...

Mine...
may well eat mine.