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Sensitivity Without

As your beauty commands my attention I ponder my place in the grand scheme of things.

Were it not for my weakness she might lose her vanity which masks itself in a lovers promise of tomorrow.

As she walks by she uses her hypnotic curves to set abound a course to which I must act in accordance with her will.

She turned him into a junkie overnight. Pheromones being his narcotic to which there are no 12 steps to healing.
Written by Michaelpoet
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