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Untitled wanted shame
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The beast with 69 eyes, trying to lick and taste me
The horror of its force as it grinds upon my tongue
The horror of each thrust as its forced upon my tongue
THE HORROR OF THIS FUCK AS IT COMES UPON MY TONGUE
Razored skinned innards, cutting upon cock as I enter inwards
Touches this man, bursting with both joy and pain
Holy Love, for givin me what others could not
The touch of a song of songs, and my fuck of fucks
Makes me sing out,
Eyes rolled back in the dead of night,
Who gives a fuck,
In this divine moment of songs that ring in me
Sunrises in the midnight skies
And I fly in the midnight blue heaven of such a soul sweet release
I have never been fucked so good,
Never felt so wanted,
I could taste it in the air
And upon the sweet release of tongue
This sacred and scared road of sweet taboo love
It has done what she would never would
Nor have tried
Feelings shades of burnt umber and shame
But the attention,
The attention begs description
Of others things within now never the same
Within the world of the sane an succubus shame
And left with my lonely stones come morning side,
No one there,
I am drained, and left feeling hungry
But left feeling lonely still
Long lost lonely hours,
Filled in my lost night of untitled wanted shame
```~~~...~~~```
The beast with 69 eyes, trying to lick and taste me
The horror of its force as it grinds upon my tongue
The horror of each thrust as its forced upon my tongue
THE HORROR OF THIS FUCK AS IT COMES UPON MY TONGUE
Razored skinned innards, cutting upon cock as I enter inwards
Touches this man, bursting with both joy and pain
Holy Love, for givin me what others could not
The touch of a song of songs, and my fuck of fucks
Makes me sing out,
Eyes rolled back in the dead of night,
Who gives a fuck,
In this divine moment of songs that ring in me
Sunrises in the midnight skies
And I fly in the midnight blue heaven of such a soul sweet release
I have never been fucked so good,
Never felt so wanted,
I could taste it in the air
And upon the sweet release of tongue
This sacred and scared road of sweet taboo love
It has done what she would never would
Nor have tried
Feelings shades of burnt umber and shame
But the attention,
The attention begs description
Of others things within now never the same
Within the world of the sane an succubus shame
And left with my lonely stones come morning side,
No one there,
I am drained, and left feeling hungry
But left feeling lonely still
Long lost lonely hours,
Filled in my lost night of untitled wanted shame
```~~~...~~~```
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