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Bearing Away a Heart
The vivid, careless beauty of a face
Can bear away a heart into dark dreams,
And fantasies of solitude that place
The loveliness quite recklessly in schemes
That chain me to the fancies of a man,
Whose eyes will not divert, when they are caught
Staring, for he wants to make me span
His hard cock, spreading 'til I'm overwrought
And ready, as the fuck slave in sir's power,
When I must shine for him and not the crowd;
To him I am both cunt and brilliant flower;
As he comes hard, he'll grunt his thoughts aloud,
Reminding me I'll bloom through cruel ideas
That conquer beauty and my vivid fears...
Can bear away a heart into dark dreams,
And fantasies of solitude that place
The loveliness quite recklessly in schemes
That chain me to the fancies of a man,
Whose eyes will not divert, when they are caught
Staring, for he wants to make me span
His hard cock, spreading 'til I'm overwrought
And ready, as the fuck slave in sir's power,
When I must shine for him and not the crowd;
To him I am both cunt and brilliant flower;
As he comes hard, he'll grunt his thoughts aloud,
Reminding me I'll bloom through cruel ideas
That conquer beauty and my vivid fears...
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