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As crimson thrives all through my veins,
Boiling like an unrest sea of velvet,
Dripping from your lips in feral stains.
My chest threatens to cave in,
As I taste you and the sweet metallic sin.
My staggered breathing scraping through my hungry grin,
Trying to feed the hole within.
The bitter sweet of your mellow skin,
Tearing through my defenses easily,
On a whim.
And I Fall to your warm embrace,
Making me obediently fervent,
My ego bent
Before your fingers trace
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