Standing alone inside a frantic crowd with incriminating facts in hand.
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An imperative vision of satisfaction.
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My overwhelmed pupils contain illegible mortification.
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I feel the numbness of an orgasm as I leave my entire body.
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Endorphins are released, generating complete ecstasy.
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Standing alone inside a frantic crowd with incriminating facts in hand.
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An imperative vision of satisfaction.
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My overwhelmed pupils contain illegible mortification.
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I feel the numbness of an orgasm as I leave my entire body.
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Inside my cerebral cortex lies an ultimate pleasure better than any sensation.
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Turned into a powerless corpse, I succumb.
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My brain's mechanical capacity has clearly stopped running.
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Restrictions of fleshˇ¦
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A magenta fluid escorts my soul to a perfect and reflexive coma
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as I decline within this ideal trance.
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I can no longer feel pain.
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I only see my blackened blood flowing out of my veins, my carnal shroud.
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I'm not furious about what you've wrecked.
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In fact, I want to thank you, I want to love you.
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My blood flows.
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But at this instant, I'm not furious.
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No need to say a word.
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I leave with fervor covering my heart.
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