The mind games you play are the mind games I invent for my own pleasurable pain. Created out of fear of losing you when knowingly, there’s nothing to lose. Blissful as your tasted conquered me whole; slave of your body, your eyes, your lips, your lust…of you. What am I if not a puppet of… Continue reading Intoxicated
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my end won`t come my way
I can`t remember anything can`t tell if this is true or dream deep inside of me i feel to scream