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Created on: June 20, 2009 Last Updated: November 28, 2009
Shallow
automatic animals
seduced by lust,
gives a fleeting joy,
quick
then lost.
Sweaty pleasures
in a stripped-down
night,
where guilty
flesh entwines,
while minds
stay off.
Reckless embraces
tears at
tainted hearts,
whose wild palpitations
faintly echo,
as if missing,
deafened by lust.
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