Those pages full of pencilled left in dirt.
Hours chained by sick love that makes me hurt.
It beacons to me whenever I look.
And I obey; reeled in by its hook.
Each pencil line rubbed off dirty dark lead.
Onto paper from my eyes see just red.
Wasted life on this gold mine of splendour.
To loose it would make me feel so tender.
I hate. My love. Seen by many.
Those pictures inside not cured by any.
My creations that have had me crying.
My creations that leave me there dying.















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If you do not change the direction in which you are going, you will end up where you are headed. ~Confucius
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[Lust]
If this is a sin then may I burn!
I can't help it my dear, for you I yearn!
Groan; scream; lips; movement; thrust; smooth; oh!
[He did tease her till she could not say no]
Love under sexual tension
other then tht
80% get it
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Trust in Him; And you'll be saved.
Proud to be a Jesus Freak
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- .Show.Me.The.Shadow.Where.True.Meaning.Lies.;So.Much.
[link]. -
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[Lust]
If this is a sin then may I burn!
I can't help it my dear, for you I yearn!
Groan; scream; lips; movement; thrust; smooth; oh!
[He did tease her till she could not say no]
Love under sexual tension
--
[Lust]
If this is a sin then may I burn!
I can't help it my dear, for you I yearn!
Groan; scream; lips; movement; thrust; smooth; oh!
[He did tease her till she could not say no]
Love under sexual tension
--
Trust in Him; And you'll be saved.
Proud to be a Jesus Freak
--
[Lust]
If this is a sin then may I burn!
I can't help it my dear, for you I yearn!
Groan; scream; lips; movement; thrust; smooth; oh!
[He did tease her till she could not say no]
Love under sexual tension
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