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Oct 2014
I woke up to a stranger
standing over me in a bed
I knew she was **** but I felt in danger
as she tilted her soft sweet head.

The night before flashed into my mind
in one giant head throbbing pulse
we were drunk that much I gathered
but I looked and noticed, your clothes all on the floor they scattered.

Apparently we made love last night
we exploded with furious passion
I woke up and didn't even know your name
I'm still wondering how this happened

I noticed I was handcuffed to the posts
of your sturdy, paisley bed.
whip in hand I was yours too command
I was your personal ****** soldier.

;)
NeroameeAlucard
Written by
NeroameeAlucard  Chicago Illinois
(Chicago Illinois)   
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