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Victory is Mine
Just from a picture of you.
The room needs to darken,
The door shut and locked.
Because it's starting in me.
No one could realize...
No one could understand what I feel.
And when it comes over me,
I have to satisfy it.
Because...
It's too strong,
Too powerful to ignore.
It's within me now.
It's like a seed that gets planted.
But it grows quickly, violently.
It's like a knocking inside my body.
And the door must be answered.
And it has everything to do with
Your body, and the need for your body
On mine, thrashing against mine,
Taking from mine, battling against mine.
Because at just the sight of you,
A war rages inside me.
An army tramples the battlefield
Of my breasts, my stomach,
The war zone between my legs.
The generals are sounding their whistles.
There needs to be a fight to the death.
The scent of strife is ripe in the air.
And my fingers are prepared
To wage war on myself,
While I think of you,
And I burst in the darkness
At the thought of you
Bursting your cannon of glory
Deep inside me,
And I scream into the silence,
Victory is mine.
The room needs to darken,
The door shut and locked.
Because it's starting in me.
No one could realize...
No one could understand what I feel.
And when it comes over me,
I have to satisfy it.
Because...
It's too strong,
Too powerful to ignore.
It's within me now.
It's like a seed that gets planted.
But it grows quickly, violently.
It's like a knocking inside my body.
And the door must be answered.
And it has everything to do with
Your body, and the need for your body
On mine, thrashing against mine,
Taking from mine, battling against mine.
Because at just the sight of you,
A war rages inside me.
An army tramples the battlefield
Of my breasts, my stomach,
The war zone between my legs.
The generals are sounding their whistles.
There needs to be a fight to the death.
The scent of strife is ripe in the air.
And my fingers are prepared
To wage war on myself,
While I think of you,
And I burst in the darkness
At the thought of you
Bursting your cannon of glory
Deep inside me,
And I scream into the silence,
Victory is mine.
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