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lust

A rush of emotions 
Confused with love.
A blinding emotion.
Yes its lust 
Not thinking of the repercussions of actions 
Only thinking about satisfaction 
Not about what could happen.
Simply toughs of touching and feeling.
Breaking down the soul.
Pleasing the flesh
Trading away your soul 
For five minutes of passion uncontrolled. 

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