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Dec 2015
Can not stop thinking of that one night
The night that I could not control my lust.
Destroyed you like there was no tomorrow
Because I am a lustful demon
I always have thoughts as an animal.
I was born for this.
To dream of making you, fly high
To block your thoughts,
and bring out the animal in you
I will never stop, until my last lustful thought,
Abimael
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Abimael  37/M/PR
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