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No Other

You're like no other with wine stained lips and a raspy voice. And when you break me, I still run back to you with no other choice. You're like a black hole, a magnet to nothing but pure destruction. But... Continue Reading →

Center

From the center of my core are feelings that I can no longer ignore. At first I thought it was butterflies, but that's not where my true feelings lie. See it's the lusting of your flesh that had my mind... Continue Reading →

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