Oh how I lingure to feel your presence between the creases of my inner tigh To feel you dance in the mosit bed of dew I almost can sense your movement As I breath deeply into the same air you...

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Anger is hot blazing inferno rising heat creates distortion. Rage is cold frozen wasteland frigid air lends crystalline vision.

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Would it help if I said I was falling apart? Would that make you turn and surrender your heart? We do not talk about all the reasons why, I do not tell you That at night I cry. I often...

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