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window shopping
When your lights go out tonight
I'll be outside creeping
Up to your window in the night
So I can watch you sleeping
I'm waiting for the perfect time
to take you in the night
And you won't even make a sound
Or put up any fight
I'm really not a desperate man
But everything must go as planned
Rejection is too much to bear
So I must catch you unaware
You look so peaceful in your bed
And you don't have a clue
That someone like me's watching you
And what I plan to do
The lengths of rope that I've picked out
And this fine roll of tape
Should keep you quiet, keep you still
As I begin to rape
I swear im not a desperate man
But everything must go as planned
So I must bind your mouth and limbs
As I use you to serve my whims
But as my dick begins to rape
Your muffled screams of joy
Tell me that I don't have to break
Another of my toys
I'll be outside creeping
Up to your window in the night
So I can watch you sleeping
I'm waiting for the perfect time
to take you in the night
And you won't even make a sound
Or put up any fight
I'm really not a desperate man
But everything must go as planned
Rejection is too much to bear
So I must catch you unaware
You look so peaceful in your bed
And you don't have a clue
That someone like me's watching you
And what I plan to do
The lengths of rope that I've picked out
And this fine roll of tape
Should keep you quiet, keep you still
As I begin to rape
I swear im not a desperate man
But everything must go as planned
So I must bind your mouth and limbs
As I use you to serve my whims
But as my dick begins to rape
Your muffled screams of joy
Tell me that I don't have to break
Another of my toys
Published 23rd May 2014
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23rd May 2014 6:08am
23rd May 2014 6:25am
Thanks, Hades. Really means alot coming from someone such as yourself.
Honored,
Sir
Honored,
Sir
24th May 2014 00:52am
darkly seductive. I like the repetition too it shows his maddening mind. Very creepy.. love it:)
24th May 2014 9:00am
That's what I was going for, angel. Thanks for stopping by to grace my poem with your presence.
Much respect,
Sir
Much respect,
Sir
25th May 2014 9:27am
25th May 2014 9:38am
