Codeine
I got
Running through me
Opening doors
Best kept closed
Skin
Itching
Like a junkie
I know regrets
Wanting to
Regret having
Your hot slot
In my
Mouth
Juices
Dripping
Into
My
Beard
I live regret
Tonight
I’m
Touching
You
Tasting
Desire
With a
Flaccid cock
Full of
Alkaloids
I regret
My
Big
Head
Hurts
As I want to
But
Can
Only
Dream
Fucking
You
Behind
Locked Iron Gates
Of
Fantasy
-Fin-
DS Baker
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