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Acitore
Blankness has never made me numb,
not in such a moment as this
the candle wax gives more than decor,
it blesses the flames thar lick across my skin such platonic excellence
Both of my hands grasp the sheets
in mere pleasure
O' Goddess! Fire!
Change me,
Bless me with the key!
She goes deeper, the key lies on her tongue
taking me like this, I don't believe u have evrr felt a thing such as this
My legs won't cross now
a virtue has been terminated
and I moan for dear Death
because the villian is life and I'm a witness of demise
humanity has granted me only passion
and this woman drew me in, she lays on me,her head on my breasts,
now.
Daylight comes again
Now we breathe no more.
not in such a moment as this
the candle wax gives more than decor,
it blesses the flames thar lick across my skin such platonic excellence
Both of my hands grasp the sheets
in mere pleasure
O' Goddess! Fire!
Change me,
Bless me with the key!
She goes deeper, the key lies on her tongue
taking me like this, I don't believe u have evrr felt a thing such as this
My legs won't cross now
a virtue has been terminated
and I moan for dear Death
because the villian is life and I'm a witness of demise
humanity has granted me only passion
and this woman drew me in, she lays on me,her head on my breasts,
now.
Daylight comes again
Now we breathe no more.
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