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A Scarlet Witch Lit My Season
Contributed by
aphazel
on
Tuesday, 25th January 2005 @ 04:15:35 PM in AEST
Topic:
SecretLove
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Drain me of my life-force for immortality.
Help me to be the God I am to be.
Feed me!
I wish to be with thee.
May i ask this of thee?
Will thou be not with him, but with me?
I am thy darkest desire.
I lust for thee inside, and here I am free.
Thy will is like fire.
Can thee see...
What this is that, in which, i hope to be?
I seeketh our for thee; thenceforth, i admire.
Thus, our cannection is great, but cought on fire.
Thoa art my inner flaming desire.
Copyright ©
aphazel
... [
2005-01-25 16:15:35] (Date/Time posted on
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