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My Prize (Poem)

This is the hell I see When I close my eyes. A reflection of what's inside. I need an escape. Something to help me go to a world I would...

Ecstasy (Poem)

Slight vibrations on the skin. Dancing fingers, travel. Light touch, rosey blush. Lips pressed against her breast. Caressed. Warm bodies...

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