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1d
once upon a time,
a man called daniel
rented a room in a street
near a town,
where my feet struck pavement
a lot of my life
daniel and me,
we met in a pub,
on a warm
july night
he took me home
filled me with charm
kissed me under a bridge
daniel was older than me
by 22 years
knew where his hands wandered
knew i was 14 and an addict
oh his mouth said all kinds of filthy things
while he held me down
and i went back
and i want his mouth off my skin
his fingers and everything else
Lillith
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Lillith  15/F/england
(15/F/england)   
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