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Sarah Creasy

Sick Fucking

Today the heat of you coarses through my veins
Like you have forced your way into me
Like I have been made to submit
Like you are powerful and somehow I am not

Today you held me down while you fucked me
Pumped your sticky slime into my heart
Pumped your boney body against me
Pumped your power like somehow I could not

Today in the lazy afternoon you stole me
I withdrew from myself to hide away
I withdrew from myself because you hurt
I withdrew from myself because I did not know what
else to do

Today I am exhausted with only being half a person
You pant my words for me in darkness
You pant my pleasure for me in silence
You pant your cock through your orgasm without thought

Today I am fucking sick of looking at your sweat
Today I am fucking sick of listening to you theorise
Today I am fucking sick of wiping myself clean
Today I am fucking sick of you

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Biography

I am scraping the inner confines of my soul for the ugly and the powerful. I find beauty in strange and abusive places. Everything I write I have lived, and everything I will live I will write.



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