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I sit alone, with a thousand friends Each is silent, but screaming. I struggle hard. Shouting Begging Pleading Each is silent, but screaming. I crave to respond, Tho realitys clutch is tight. Summoning Appealing Demanding Each is silent, but screaming. I fill with desire, yerning. His grasp on me is slipping. Come on! We're Here! NOW! Each is silent, but screaming. I evade his last restraint. Embraced by each with pleasure. Addicted, I stay in hiding. Reality gone. So am I.
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Jun 24, 2011
Jun 24, 2011 at 5:13 AM UTC
Escapism
I sit alone, with a thousand friends Each is silent, but screaming. I struggle hard. Shouting Begging Pleading Each is silent, but screaming. I crave to respond, Tho realitys clutch is tight. Summoning Appealing Demanding Each is silent, but screaming. I fill with desire, yerning. His grasp on me is slipping. Come on! We're Here! NOW! Each is silent, but screaming. I evade his last restraint. Embraced by each with pleasure. Addicted, I stay in hiding. Reality gone. So am I.
elouise-roux
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Jun 24, 2011
Jun 24, 2011 at 5:13 AM UTC
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