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Jul 2019
Cruel intentions hidden behind rhythmic badumps badumps. Dancing falsely into safety. Blindly led to heaven. The openness is so inviting. Vivid visions of voluptuous visage. It can't be so cold when I felt the warmth. Enveloped in emotions strong enough to entangle my common sense. Who knew cold steel could feel so soft? Feeling the release as the stream leaves me. Eptying me of my common sense. Now I'm poised for the killing blow. This Haunted Embrace, nothing left but the death stroke. So many piercings, so many sharp reactions. A Haunted Embrace!
Written by
byron Johnson jr  33/M/california
(33/M/california)   
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