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Zenith
Listen for the imaginary woman.
She's speaking against your madness.
Her mind is tearing down the barriers.
Watch the girls entice themselves.
They whisper intently, alluringly.
They will satisfy your imagination with passionate knowing.
Come to her room and look upon her. Touch her longing.
Open her eyes to the grandeur of her own self worth.
Feed her the grapes of enlightenment.
Don’t fear her persona.
Take her hand and show her the impoverished side of your mind.
Let her lead you through the dark.
Although, it’s sad and seems empty she will fill you with her passionate longing.
Be satisfied with her loves climax as it descends upon your hardness.
Hold on to the echo of her crescendo.
She's speaking against your madness.
Her mind is tearing down the barriers.
Watch the girls entice themselves.
They whisper intently, alluringly.
They will satisfy your imagination with passionate knowing.
Come to her room and look upon her. Touch her longing.
Open her eyes to the grandeur of her own self worth.
Feed her the grapes of enlightenment.
Don’t fear her persona.
Take her hand and show her the impoverished side of your mind.
Let her lead you through the dark.
Although, it’s sad and seems empty she will fill you with her passionate longing.
Be satisfied with her loves climax as it descends upon your hardness.
Hold on to the echo of her crescendo.
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