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SexThe room was melting, Morphing, Warping with the heat of the insane fire it harbored within its walls. Terrible walls, Evil walls. Looming in one instant, And suffocating the next. Smells of lavander and chamomile burning, Smoking, Wisps of scent curling about me, Choking me, My stomach churning like some angry machine. The air heavy with sweat, Breath, steam, Words, promises, Lust. My mind swimming, Drowning, Washing ashore upon subconsiousness, Washed over, And over, and over By waves of consiousness, Nausea, &Sex
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life is a game we play..
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