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Tooth rot smile

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By Melissa IngoldsbyPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read
Tooth rot smile
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my skin feels twisted

You tore me up into your squishy toy

You’re squeezing, you’re sweet, squeaky

So very Squeamish,

You can’t watch a stabbing in a movie,

Too much blood makes u nervously looking, twisted,

Why can’t you look at a fictional scene

When you used a metaphorical jackhammer to tear me up inside?

You’re so sweet, you give me so many treats

You give me so many sweets

So I forgive your natural beats

Your beautiful beautiful

Hits

Your wonderful kicks

Rips, slips, rots, slots,

Smiles that creeped up on my spine

Like a dollar store rip off impression of

A fine china doll

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About the Creator

Melissa Ingoldsby

My work:

Patheos,

Fanfic account

The Job, The Space Between Us, Green,

The Unlikely Bounty, Straight Love, The Heart Factory, The Half Paper Moon, I am Bexley and Atonement by JMS Books

Silent Bites by Eukalypto

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    Written by Melissa Ingoldsby