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Alone in the Woods

I wish you can see through this thick shades
And be able to predict the horror that is about to befall you
Your screams coming like a sweet savour
Your cries like music to my ears
Feeling the pleasure that is climaxed by your sense of pain
With delicate touches that make you moan
With painful touches that make your voice high-pitched
Nobody around to here you at all.

Nobody is watching
This is a game between you and me
In a small world of our own before the day comes
In this shack in the middle of the woods
It is autumn and the ground is beautified by dry leaves
Guess they will make good sheets for you when you finally leave
This world into the underworld
Do not be horrified, this ain't real.
Written by AIJoe (Aondokator)
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