Twisted Fantasy
O deviant is my dark mind
That fills my dreamings with dark lust
And hunger screaming within trust
So bound am I this want to find.
I have become a servile slave
Her bidding given by a wave
Is done before I’m left behind.
So dark the wantings of my soul
Embracing love within her pain
My lips pleading hurt me again
To ease my need and make me whole
In love or hate I need her touch
The poison that I want too much
Dictates her pleasure is my goal.
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