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Oh how I long to hold thee taut. Surrounding myself with heavenly grace. Engulfed by thy warm flesh, savoring every touch. Memorizing every crevasse, every inch. Yes it is a must. A must to lay mine eyes upon this devilish angel I call my Queen. For she is both my curse and blessing. I have my doubts, this much is certain. Oh but rest thine heart, it is in thee not. My demons they torment me, to say the least; because it's your happiness I do seek. For if I am not your desired release from this barbaric world, show me one more mercy, I pray thee. If you are not my Queen, there is no excuse to be, tell my demons to be free and please, please devour me. The agony I could not withstand, not even for a moment. Your absence, oh God your absence, I...I could not bare it..
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Aug 18, 2018
Aug 18, 2018 at 3:52 PM UTC
My Longing
Oh how I long to hold thee taut. Surrounding myself with heavenly grace. Engulfed by thy warm flesh, savoring every touch. Memorizing every crevasse, every inch. Yes it is a must. A must to lay mine eyes upon this devilish angel I call my Queen. For she is both my curse and blessing. I have my doubts, this much is certain. Oh but rest thine heart, it is in thee not. My demons they torment me, to say the least; because it's your happiness I do seek. For if I am not your desired release from this barbaric world, show me one more mercy, I pray thee. If you are not my Queen, there is no excuse to be, tell my demons to be free and please, please devour me. The agony I could not withstand, not even for a moment. Your absence, oh God your absence, I...I could not bare it..
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Aug 18, 2018
Aug 18, 2018 at 3:52 PM UTC
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