Chaotic Bliss
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She spins her web like a black widow spider.
Twisted and tangled she grips you tighter.
Your futile twitching makes no sense; You're in her grasp.
Her venomous fangs pierce your soul; Paralysis is her task.
Burning skin. Needles and pins. do not resist.
Yearning within. Just give in, to chaotic bliss.
Her face is that of an angel, yet her wings burnt to dust.
She’ll take you to heaven, or turn your blood to rust.
Do not take for granted, her lucidness you can trust.
She will have what she wants, seizing you within her lust.
Bleeding sin. Attenuating thin. It is her wish.
Squirming begins. Just give in, to chaotic bliss.
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January 08, 2005 |
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