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Dead By Dawn
Just one glance, she shatters me
My world turned in just one breath
She's almost perfect, seems to me
But the barkeep warns me that she's death
I still escort her to my room
And she then removes her dress
I soon catch a whiff of doom
But I still feel no distress
She then takes me between her lips
Her tongue lavishing my modest length
My reason falters, slowly slips
But I can feel a growing strength
She swallows deeply, but won't stop
And I somehow remain quite firm
Once more she gulps down every drop
Then grins widely when I start to squirm
She decides to persevere
Just absorbing my sweet life away
I finally feel a growing fear
That I'll never see the coming day.
My world turned in just one breath
She's almost perfect, seems to me
But the barkeep warns me that she's death
I still escort her to my room
And she then removes her dress
I soon catch a whiff of doom
But I still feel no distress
She then takes me between her lips
Her tongue lavishing my modest length
My reason falters, slowly slips
But I can feel a growing strength
She swallows deeply, but won't stop
And I somehow remain quite firm
Once more she gulps down every drop
Then grins widely when I start to squirm
She decides to persevere
Just absorbing my sweet life away
I finally feel a growing fear
That I'll never see the coming day.
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