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Wednesday, October 12th, 2005
2:03 am
A woman is never quite as beautiful as she is when she comes.

When I think about the other night... when I think about the hours spent fucking and playing... the persistent image is the look on her flushed face as she came. Her clenched eyes. She couldn't possibly shut them tighter. Her open mouth, the curve of her lips, the shape of her teeth. Elipses hold the trailing thoughts while I wander off in distraction.

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