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You were the delicious taste of sin, Resting softly upon my tongue, My ***** lips savoring the profanity of you. I swallowed you in one drink, finally Erasing all that once pervaded my mind, Blissfully clearing my conscience of all your evil. I made myself be the proud sinner, Conscious and rebellious Against the god that made us. Not you, honey.
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Oct 8, 2017
Oct 8, 2017 at 12:49 AM UTC
taste of sin
You were the delicious taste of sin, Resting softly upon my tongue, My ***** lips savoring the profanity of you. I swallowed you in one drink, finally Erasing all that once pervaded my mind, Blissfully clearing my conscience of all your evil. I made myself be the proud sinner, Conscious and rebellious Against the god that made us. Not you, honey.
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17/F/mexico
Oct 8, 2017
Oct 8, 2017 at 12:49 AM UTC
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