In Uncensored AwarenessA Poem by thenakedverseLife in starvation - No amount enough to fill or satisfy. Empty or entire, fingers scratch a swollen throat. The rush of expulsion pleased her - A thrill like diamonds cutting through the lining. High of prestige - Sovereignty over form and frame. Such comfort from consumption and rapture in release - Belief in her control that turned her master. © 2012 thenakedverseReviews
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