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Surrender

I embrace your 
Midas touch 

leaving bruises all over my 
virgin soul. 

I revere the majesty of your words 

that render me hopeless of 

love. 

 

These sins (why should they be branded so?) 

are the definitions of my burning core, 

corrupted by your charming cruelty. 

Plunder my entrails and let me be one 

with the Whole. 

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HIGH IN LOVE

Drunken joy, drunken bliss
Drunken with the sexy lips
Catering to all those needs,
Drunken lust to sweat the sheets..

Drunken dream, drunken eyes
Drunken by the pretty smiles
Locked in hell for the trials,
Drunken, oh my lover’s cries..

Drunken drama, drunken lies
Drunken till the precipice
Power struggles of the mind,
Drunken love doesn’t melt the ice..

 

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