can't deny my heart is open and throbbing in a painful descent
in between lament and discoverable glee covered in clear waters
of death between the crests and curves located on her body
tearing through currents and sensuality between her sandy thighs
in a musk scent of the sea, her perfume and infinite sea
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Fucked Up
RomanceSome stuff in life is meant to be discontinued, and so many things are meant to happen. After so many tries, one gets so tired of feeling like an idiot and shit is just meant to end. That's it. --- Really no point in reading this since I'm just putt...
