I enjoy what others don’t know about me,

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Opening up in fractions and spilling

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Out droplets of my true self for them to see-

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Whether or not they are willing.

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**

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I enjoy that awkward silence that follows

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‘Actually, she died�?when they inquire after Gran,

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Am titillated by fevered gulps and swallows

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When I breed discomfort as only I can.

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**

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Not the nicest cake on display I know,

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For all my pretty cream, I’m gone off inside,

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Then it just goes to show-

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The cover of the book may very well have lied

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**

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Delicious pregnant pause-

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What have I said this time?

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Being endearing is nice-

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Being shocking is sublime.

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