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Now that I’ve told you all my secrets Won’t you come in the night and ****** me with the truth? Push me down, and tie me to the bed that I made Freudian-slipping between layers of *in vino veritas conversations* When I manifested from under the mask where I just want to be accepted as both the light and my shadow Won’t you come pull my dark passenger from the dark depths of my sacral chakra? My deepest desires spiraling out, you've got me wrapped around your finger I am the snake coiled around the core of the sweetest fruit I just want to savor Then slither back home To the Goddess of the Abode To decompress this tension To Rise up and slit my throat at the vortex of expression
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Jul 28, 2016
Jul 28, 2016 at 10:30 PM UTC
II. The Sweetest Fruit: Svadhishthana
Now that I’ve told you all my secrets Won’t you come in the night and ****** me with the truth? Push me down, and tie me to the bed that I made Freudian-slipping between layers of *in vino veritas conversations* When I manifested from under the mask where I just want to be accepted as both the light and my shadow Won’t you come pull my dark passenger from the dark depths of my sacral chakra? My deepest desires spiraling out, you've got me wrapped around your finger I am the snake coiled around the core of the sweetest fruit I just want to savor Then slither back home To the Goddess of the Abode To decompress this tension To Rise up and slit my throat at the vortex of expression
kenny
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Jul 28, 2016
Jul 28, 2016 at 10:30 PM UTC
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