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Inhale my Scent with Oblivion's Paradox

I,

the host
uncommon,
like the most,

ripping away your
dirty feelings,
just so I could boast

feelings beyond surreal,
clenching my chest,
to reassure that it's real

hell-bent on seeing you naked,
kneels buckled,
as I'm shaking,
in hopes of leaving my tongue vacant,

Fantasies on entities,
that promote effortlessly
me romancing these,
devoted day-dreams,

Your body aching,
for me to find,
the demon,
that coincides,
those precious eyes,

Let your imagination run rampant,
so that I could grab these toys,
to start stamping:
your face,
your eyes,
your waist,
that does not,
waste no time,

Declare your dedication,
to the goddess,
symbolizing your love,
for the creator
of chaotic,

Reverberations of missing beats,
hear my heart,
play the weak,
painstaking motions describe
the week,

Touch me,
where the image implodes,
grab me,
and feel me explode,

Inhale my scent,
and embrace
the bold,

Now,
you know,
how to worship
the throne.





Oblivion's Paradox, and
Devilish, ŠSept 8th, 2013
Written by Devilish
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