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Bath Bomb (TRIGGER WARNING)
One foot in as she tests the waters,
Scorching hot, enough to revel in.
Tub over-flows as her body sinks,
Like her heart filled with so much sin.
Flames make shadows dance on walls,
Anxious they jitter from beneath the seam.
Chest tightens under the weight of 100 bricks,
As the air continues to thicken with steam.
Tile floor stained with a crimson splash,
So sure this way she would ne...
Wednesday 9th October 2019 5:37 pm
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