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Idling
I'm addicted to the primal urge of needing as my insides twist.
Craving from all senses
while the voices in my head
suck the life out of that one seed of sanity
I like the way it feels...
It burns my organs from the inside out
allowing me smoke my own sin
My lust is fierce
and hard to satiate
My thoughts are in motion
stroking my intimate fibers
sending adrenalin
straight to my brain
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