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Oct 2014
Sometimes
I’m disgusted by my own thoughts
of my own depraved mind

But I can’t help it
desire burns through my veins
and rips apart my soul


hot, heavy, and dark
it consumes my thoughts
until there’s nothing left
Taylor Moore
Written by
Taylor Moore  Virginia
(Virginia)   
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