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Topless
Contributed by
Lancaster
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Wednesday, 27th September 2006 @ 07:29:22 AM in AEST
Topic:
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Teach me how to best adore you
When to assert myself, or when to ignore you
With loud words in slippery olive oil
Confide in me your deepest troubles
So that I may unleash your woes from your very being
So that your flesh regains its warmth
Trust me with your most valuable prize
Open up to me and show me your insides
When youre done, sing, a sad goodbye
Love me, in lovely ways, within better days
So that we can grow together in a life of certain love
Kissing lips lead to touching hearts
Embrace me with open arms and closed eyes
Look to me for answers
For anything I can provide, I will
Come to me now if you come at all
Rest your fall, on sheets
Breasts flattened on my chest, sweat melts at the center of the beast
Allow me to escort you to forbidden emotions
Explicit warnings
One foot up on the kitchen glass table moaning
Posses me while taking me in to your realm
Incorporate me into your hell
Make me apart of your thirst to dispel the evil that propels
Damn me if your curse is meant to cure
A token of my gratitude
Potential possibilities never procured
Remember me as a false hope of greatness
A false glimmer of braveness
A washed away rainbow of colorless arches sunk to nothingness
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Copyright ©
Lancaster
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2006-09-27 07:29:22]
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Re: Topless
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by TwistedCage on
Thursday, 28th September 2006 @ 04:33:47 PM AEST
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This was an interesting read, and I dug it, man!
My favorite part:
"Allow me to escort you to forbidden emotions
Explicit warnings
One foot up on the kitchen glass table moaning"
That was hott!!! |
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