i just love her enough to the point i let myself drown in her darkness, making me her slave in the process.
𝑎ℎ, 𝑖 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑚 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓, 𝑛𝑜 𝑑𝑜𝑢𝑏𝑡.

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Parfume: Smells of Pleasure
PoetryHer moans of pleasure is like the sweet voice of the nightingale.
selfless
i just love her enough to the point i let myself drown in her darkness, making me her slave in the process.
𝑎ℎ, 𝑖 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑚 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓, 𝑛𝑜 𝑑𝑜𝑢𝑏𝑡.