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Mar 2011
I have control, for now.
Keep on fighting it, somehow.
Dark desires of things forbidden
saps my strength to keep them hidden.
Tired, bored with all the pretense
Please relieve me of this sentence!
I dream of a night of passion and lust
With someone in need , like me, unjust.
No rules, no conscience, two  souls bare
Living the moment, naked, aware.
But alas! My vivid dream is locked away
in the confines of my soul. Someday?
Written by
dawid
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