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Cruel Restraint

wanting what cannot be had, wanting to satisfy raging desire, wanting to throw it all to the wind & join the club with id, twisting & turning into oblivion--- but consequentially, the conscience comes bearing down & forces one into a place of cruel restraint, where the body is well aware that the possibilities are endless, but the mind knows that nothing is possible without an aftermath that well outweighs any fun that could be had--- what would force one to plummet down into depths that they can hardly imagine at this point in time, prior to what could be described by an objective onlooker as self-destructive behavior.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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