By deepsadness
images of death grow inside me taunting me w/ their evil eyes dreams of surrendering to their wishes looking back at innocence knowing its warmth will never kiss my face when i wake the magic once there has disappointed around the bend, given to other girls to hold onto so why may i ask was i your conquest? Written October 12th, 2001 © on Oct 12 2001 12:03 PM PST 0 • 1
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"images of death..."
Author:deepsadness
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"images of death..." by deepsadness
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"my hushed screams rush into my world with a quickness no one sees the feelings that i feel no one sees the blood that spills silently onto the floor my spirit is so low no one would suspect there was..."
"hold me near your warm bodywake up the longing from withinfrom your mesmerizing touchslip your hand up my thighto deliver a shudder all the way throughoh baby, use those lipsto find mine and caress th..."
"baby, take me to that bed of yours and cover my face w/ sweet kisses gradually remove my clothing piece by piece then look at my sizzling body already waiting for you to seduce the pleasure into it ..."
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