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I LIKE JUICE
Cranberry cuts spilling over my breasts
Cranberry juice tastes like salt and copper
Angry cranberry smears on my lips
Guilty cranberry stains cover my teeth and tongue
Sticky and guilty and exquisite
Goddess, help me
I can't take the pain and sweetness
The sweet pain which throbs in my throat and loins
When I taste the metallic juices
Running over my body, gushing from his
Released in excitement-love or maybe lust
My brain
My eyes
My brain is red with the vision of him
Covered in blood, lying on the bed
Cuts on his chest and stomach
Cuts on my chest and stomach
All of our juices intermingle
I take a sip of cran-apple cocktail
Why is the forbidden fruit always so sweet?
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