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Demented Contentment

December 30, 2014
By Anonymous

"My skin itches
for the taste
of your stainless steal
cold
metal lips.
Your touch
continuously
Pleasing me
with destructive desires,
resulting in perfectly demented contentment.
with each crimson line drawn on my tan skin
a new song rings overhead
Entertaining my agony that I so disastrously welcome."



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