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subjective thoughts-
fleshly-
in a dark room I took
a taste of her;
at first sight,
her nakedness was
like resplendent armor-
reward hidden-
all along it was
in this dark room.
Like a warrior steeped
in pagan beliefs,
I commence my battle against
innocence-
she welcomes me without delay,
undoing dark,
tearing down the bars, walls
and doors.
Quickly,
I mount her,
pacing myself,
slow-
unbridled, I cannot hold back,
like thunder I crash
into her,
as she released her flavors-
dark and everlasting-
we dove in and out of the night.
9 of 31 1/10
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Loved ones, reach out to your children before they are swallowed up by the idiot box.
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