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I Plunged Into Her Fire
How was I to tame this raging blaze? This thunderous roar, This crippling lunacy, This phase. Just Like a thief, The stolen cloak secretly I wore. Thirsty, delirious, crushing, Wanting so much more! Unquenched, maddening desire, Longing for her sweet caress, I watched her, willingly undress I plunged into her Fire! I drank, for months my thirst to sate, This lie, this evil, it gripped, it clenched, I felt it suffocate, Abate! abate! I stumbled from my faithfulness, I fell foul to temptation, I slipped into her waiting arms Without any hesitation. I dove into the sea of lies My selfish thirst to quench, With violent thrust and blatant disregard I plunged Head first into blinding lust, Shattering into a thousand shards, Your Trust. A fragmented memory quilt, My heart filled with so much guilt. Lament, Repent, Regret, Your mistress forget…. The voices echoed in my head, Relieved, my wife was still in bed.
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