Waiting in the End
by 
Rai15
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Posted: 22 August 2004 Word Count: 49 |
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Inside the walls,
of muscled halls,
she screams,
she cries,
she burns
to be set free.
For his desire,
she does perspire,
so weak,
so tired,
so tender
to a lover’s touch.
A long sweet kiss,
for her to miss,
so dear,
so true,
so far
away from her.
of muscled halls,
she screams,
she cries,
she burns
to be set free.
For his desire,
she does perspire,
so weak,
so tired,
so tender
to a lover’s touch.
A long sweet kiss,
for her to miss,
so dear,
so true,
so far
away from her.
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