IntimateA Poem by Centipedle
And in that night she started to realize.
Undressed to impress for so many years. Those longing feelings had started to fade. Replaced with a sense of disgust. That night when she had disrobed for you. Was the night she realized, She no longer wanted you. But getting rid of you was difficult. She would never tell you though. She'll leave without another word. No matter how much you loved her. She was disgusted with herself with you. © 2016 CentipedleAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on October 12, 2016 Last Updated on October 12, 2016 AuthorCentipedleApple Valley, CAAboutHi, my name is Pedle as an online handle. Don't be afraid of my username! Note about reading your stuff. I try to review as much as I can if you are on my list below. But the best SURE way to get .. more..Writing
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