THIRD POEM

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SHE IS A SIN
A sin l don't want to commit
A sin l always keep running from
But deep down in my heart,
With burning desires unquenched
I know am already a sinner
Burning live in her seduction
Gripping hard for the joy of the ride
She is a true definition of temptation.

Her body is perfectly made by the gods
With her small perky breasts and rounded a**
She can bring any great man to his knees
Begging to be touched,
Used to her satisfication and ,
Manipulated into her own personal slave
With a little sway of her taunting hips,
She is a work of art.

On glance at her
Am already a sinner
Burning in her passion and desires
I don't want to be save
I live for the pain

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