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*Lonely nights, Cold moon's light, No sunshine, No woman of mine, No neck to bite, No breast to grip, No flesh tonight, No leg to lick, I long for the scent of honey, Wet, warm on my face, Lingering kisses on your tummy, Prickled skin where I've traced, A room full of soft moans, Whimpers of need, My slave shackled in lust's hold, Your nectar I drink, Cradling a limp body, As we become one, Squeezing me softly, As you *** Filling my senses, That liquid aroma, Leaving you breathless, As I go slower, But again it was cut short, Just a flash in my mind, The image adored, But still, No woman of mine-* **Nothing but an empty void, In this life forsaken, Everything touched was destroyed, Another soul taken, Liquor fueled hate, That nothing will numb, I would **** to change, What the **** I've become, Somethin to fill the space, In this nightmare I live in, All the blood spilled on this page, Couldn't tame the ****** I live with, Just me and my brain, Going through familiar motions, It's turned me insane, Getting harder to focus, Til the image has faded, Once again back on earth, I guess it aint hate, just, Painful hurt-** HED TRAMA™
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Sep 22, 2016
Sep 22, 2016 at 7:35 AM UTC
Love, Hate, Pain
*Lonely nights, Cold moon's light, No sunshine, No woman of mine, No neck to bite, No breast to grip, No flesh tonight, No leg to lick, I long for the scent of honey, Wet, warm on my face, Lingering kisses on your tummy, Prickled skin where I've traced, A room full of soft moans, Whimpers of need, My slave shackled in lust's hold, Your nectar I drink, Cradling a limp body, As we become one, Squeezing me softly, As you *** Filling my senses, That liquid aroma, Leaving you breathless, As I go slower, But again it was cut short, Just a flash in my mind, The image adored, But still, No woman of mine-* **Nothing but an empty void, In this life forsaken, Everything touched was destroyed, Another soul taken, Liquor fueled hate, That nothing will numb, I would **** to change, What the **** I've become, Somethin to fill the space, In this nightmare I live in, All the blood spilled on this page, Couldn't tame the ****** I live with, Just me and my brain, Going through familiar motions, It's turned me insane, Getting harder to focus, Til the image has faded, Once again back on earth, I guess it aint hate, just, Painful hurt-** HED TRAMA™
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Sep 22, 2016
Sep 22, 2016 at 7:35 AM UTC
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