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An angel down…


Most would think I was taken by surprised… But I let down my guard just so you could stalk me in the darkest of your thoughts. I closed my eyes, tilted my head and offered myself to your raging lust for fresh flesh. I might have lost a few feathers, your brutal desire tearing innocence off my back, trying to lure me in your somber universe. I wanted you to tempt me…

Escaping your grip, seconds away from the ultimate extasy, I flew away.

Only to wait for your next assail.

Longing for more.

Don’t make me wait… Don’t.


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