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Drained

Between the trees, there is an ache
A fire burning deeply
It's bound to leave a mark;
It's bound to leave you sore

Up on the hill, there is a boy
He's watching
Staring at you
There's sweat dripping
Lust in the air

Relief comes when you are free;
Free of pain,
Free if tightness
Air returns, a blessing

I have been wanting this forever
Now, It's so close it hurts
Will I walk away unscathed, or deeply changed?
Written by Jacksylverwind (Gothic Madonna)
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