Lies and Deceit

by Diabolic Atrocity   Aug 28, 2007


This rush of pleasure
That is taboo
This horrid treasure
That I can't get from you

Only from him I can feel
Reality is lost
Intensity of great deal

As I lay on the floor
Out of breath
And begging for more

Excitement tingles through my body
This act of deceit
Wonderful yet so naughty

My words to you are filled with lies
Though I love you
So little time, so many guys

But now there's just this one
Oh the things we did
They can never be undone

I do it for the rush I get
These heavenly feelings
He never lets me forget

I do it for the pleasure
That which is taboo
The horrid haunting treasure
That I can not get from you

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  • I do it for the pleasure
    That which is taboo
    The horrid haunting treasure
    That I can not get from you

    Very good words, but so haunting at the same time. 5/5

  • Aw, this poem was so sad. I really felt the emotion in this. It was absolutely wonderful. 5/5

    .:CiNdY:.

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