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Oct 26
His eyes
Ugh his eyes
Those eyes have the hypnotic nature
that makes me want to listen every everything he says
making me his pawn in his own game.
Be his *** slave done,
be his ***** done,
be his plaything it also gets done.
Those alluring siren eyes calling to get destroyed,
well I would gladly be destroyed by those beautiful eyes.
He hypnotizes with his siren eyes calling
like Aphrodite herself in the male version.
Who am I not to drown in those eyes.
Take me to you and make me your forever-trapped soul.
And here comes his voice
Calling to get captured into bliss
A bliss to ears indeed
Let me drown in your honey
I wish to be yours wholly
Here comes the siren with honey voice and hypnotic eyes.
When I say I am obsessed with him, I am.
Muse Serenade
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