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No Need to Introduce Yourself
It was just for one night.
How could I say no?
Why deny myself this pleasure
Most would never understand?
Call me a heathen. Spit on my wounds.
Dance across my spine if it brings you delight.
Yet, you will never put to sleep
This beast within who snarls at your antics.
I drink to you! Cheers to you!
Your blinded minds I laugh at as good sport.
It tickles me in places hidden from sight.
Streams of desire flow down my leg,
Leading to an ocean I frequent to quench my thirst.
It was just for one night,
But continued with every night that followed.
Why deny myself this pleasure
I don't even understand?
How could I say no?
Why deny myself this pleasure
Most would never understand?
Call me a heathen. Spit on my wounds.
Dance across my spine if it brings you delight.
Yet, you will never put to sleep
This beast within who snarls at your antics.
I drink to you! Cheers to you!
Your blinded minds I laugh at as good sport.
It tickles me in places hidden from sight.
Streams of desire flow down my leg,
Leading to an ocean I frequent to quench my thirst.
It was just for one night,
But continued with every night that followed.
Why deny myself this pleasure
I don't even understand?
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