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Taste of Flesh
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Taste of Flesh |
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spiked Senior Member
since 2000-01-13
Posts 873Hammond, La USA 
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Taste of Flesh I miss the taste of flesh you see The burning need for ecstasy. To pass the skin across my teeth To bare the fruit of which I reap. Consume my lover Heart and soul Engulf my passions To heat untold. Convulsionary measures seen No mercy to this in-between The hold in which I’ve taken somehow Desire taste so much better now Release yourself Give way to me Feel the heat of my body Roaming free No secret do I hold here yet For I have fire still unset The taste of flesh I’ve grown to need The very part from life we feed. Combustion |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
mmm. mmm. mmm. If you are TRYING to drive me nuts, it's okay...I'm accustomed to being made to walk...like this much, and I know you knew I would.... |
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spiked Senior Member
since 2000-01-13
Posts 873Hammond, La USA |
Figured you would appreciate the stray from my norm Thank S. |
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