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Maybe just five more minutes.
Everything will still be there in five minutes.
I just want to rest
And not do anything.
All this work and worry
Is so tiresome
Why should I worry?
When I can relax and sleep.
Responsibilities mean nothing
All I do is rest.
Everything is bothersome
And tiresome
I think I will wait five more minutes
What's the worst that could happen?
I'll ignore the tiresome things,
And become a sloth.
Everything will still be there in five minutes.
I just want to rest
And not do anything.
All this work and worry
Is so tiresome
Why should I worry?
When I can relax and sleep.
Responsibilities mean nothing
All I do is rest.
Everything is bothersome
And tiresome
I think I will wait five more minutes
What's the worst that could happen?
I'll ignore the tiresome things,
And become a sloth.
Literature
Cold Razors
Cold Razors:
Let it pierce into my flesh
The cold metal of razors
and let me carve into my skin
a wonderous design of love
Love for the pain which I inflict upon myself
Love for the disgusting toxin which I bleed from deep within me
Love for all the people that remind me everyday of how pointless my existence is
Oh, I'm sorry, did you want to say something too?
Did you want to enjoy of this toxic waste?
This nauseating poisonous sulphurous odious mixture of noxious FUMES!
Ah, but you're one of the normal people aren't you
You can comb your hair without pain
You can dye it any colour you want
You can style it in any manner you pl
Literature
Glutton
His caramel covered fingers caress my coffee skin
An epiphany aged in its own beautiful winery,
A honeyed breath drawn in a moment so heated,
Its oven like intensity roasting any kind of chastity.
Irreverently juicy, pleasingly sinful,
Succulently divine in its every form
Lovemaking at its most beautiful
Moans that echo sheer gluttony.
I never knew passion was edible,
nor lust so delicious in its impassioned call
Until he showed me why chocolate
is the most deadly sin of them all.
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7 Deadly Sins: Lust
I am the desire in your heart,
the seductive voice in your head.
I am the tickling touch on your skin,
the lip biting pleasures surging like electric.
I am dominant and submissive,
master and slave to your urges.
I am false love and false passion,
trapping the depraved into my sin.
I am the screams and the moans,
the claw marks on your back.
I am the melting snow on your nipple.
I am the dancing fire in your eyes.
I am the sweat dripping down your face.
I am pure.
I am filthy.
I am sex.
I. Am. Lust.
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This one and lust had hunt me down lol