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One night...

my body organs
are tied with chords..

tease them..
hum with them..

they want to dance..
mould them in posture..

they want to surrender you..
bite them..strike on them..

they want to melt..
use your hot weapon on them...
Written by dimpy (dimpsmoon)
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