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by azrieljohnson

Monster's Notes by Azriel Johnson

Roads travel, distance past.

Experienced lived never last.

Broken sentence chorus screamed.

Dark faced singer sings my dreams.

Hunger passion, worthwhile wish,

Something tells me I'm better than this.

Strengthen, weaken, forth, go back,

Sometimes motives are all I lack.

Nude dancers shake and shimmy their earthly wares for me in a chorus of skin slapping and screaming ecstasy. Orgasmic climax cumming forth dripping wet copulations decide the passionate chorus of moans.

Mindless rant selfless self,

Worry, worry, stressful health.

Take me away to the darker side,

And abide my eyes in the quiet hide.

Thicket ticket dancing touch,

Softness caresses feeling thrust.

Given taken reciprocate,

Passion flowing overtake.

Playground monster, swinging swingers, over eighteen still teenagers. Emotion motion, explosion flows, the motion prose in the minds of those who are without the reality and surreality inside the mind of the monster's notes.