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| Able... by � lonely_warrior_99 The sigh of a woman satisfied Encourages men to tread into dangerous grounds Thought being his first mistake Speaking his second Vulnerable is he that lies In a mound of spent emotions When the blood still pools Beneath his waist Yes...Okay�Anything you want Fuels his downfall His weakness is justified By his eagerness for more His willingness lacks Ability and flexibility He knows not what he did Nor can he retrace his journey He only knows that he was good |
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