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Inside Myself


I am left alone in this vast blue hell I scream cursing the relentless sun, Tasting the salty cold waste of your lies…….. Blue fades into black in these last few moments I tell myself relax. Embrace this penetration of lies because it feels so good. I’m drowning but it’s just flying in reverse as I ride that wave of having an orgasm expending what little energy I have left. I sink My lungs full of air My tears of purpose My imagination Wondering if the energy is still there or has it demised into the night and faded away with the morning sunrise. copyright 2012
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