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He, to die.
by -RRdkl

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08/30/2010

Love is a chemical in my cum. In a hasty and vulgar ejaculation I purge them both. For the moment sated, while they slowly build back up. In a few short pulses my need for you turns to disgust and hate. I'm everything wrong in the world, but no more than a mirror in the face of it all. Life spewing forth the facade that we've quelled our demons, our nature. Behind the door, though, we're alive. They come around in time. They awake and break my salvation. A fools hope and a scapegoats' pain. The martyr for a sadists' joke. A prison is my spirits tomb. My body, though, is free to bring to you the same. Two destructive, tormenting wastes that shit out a new life full of beauty and truth. This sacred thing is doomed to give itself away. This is the cycle, the circle of all my rage.

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