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by Ali Torelli ... it is soul chemo such an ugly lesion I scream
it is a driven need
she
her love
my lips
her well
she could
her devilish-sweet smile
she could heal
I am left
the acid of goodbye
the bile of
I close my eyes
and so
this is the wanting
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Ali Torelli is an author of erotica for women who love women. Her work has appeared in various online publications such as Clean Sheets, Mind Caviar, and Erotica Reader's Association. More of her work can be found on her personal Website. Email Ali Torelli.
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