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Lusting

Burning, upturning, submitting to lust.

Lost in the heat that keeps rising up.

All definitions are crushed and crumbled to mush.

Only this fire that ignites in my soul.

In which there can be no no.


Seconds tick by in the firey inferno.

All vices are made to be squandered internal.


Waking in quaking in the hell I am in.

To see it overflow will explain where I've been.
Written by MrE (C. R. Powers)
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