Desperation runs along my veins
Hot like ice to the skin
when the salt is only almost
there, where it hurts without the pain of pleasure
Aching in my bones for those desires
run rampant in my soul
And only I can know those
unbridled yet unkindled passions
that are so very cold and yet....
my soul's on fire
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Very good. Love it :)
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