Memories

The spanking lingers still even now.  He has gone from here unto there yet I remember past desired
pains pounded into my willing flesh.  Memory is a painful thing.  Too much is not enough.  Too
little breaks life into unrecognizable pieces.

I remember yesterday all to clearly today.  How I'd like to forget much of yesterday so that the
power of today may impress its lessons upon me.

The thuddy spanks pull me from my morbid thoughts.  Such pain endured, remembered, forgotten,
buried, only to be washed up by the tides of time.  How I hate such foolishness.

He harmed her.  She harmed him.  They harmed another one.  How that one wished to fix, solve, and
marry them together so that they may be fused into one.

Dreams of dust migrate to regret.  Would he harm me?  Can he?

My mind spins with thoughts abundantly.  How I wish to shut them out of me.

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