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Jan 2014
I lie alone,
certainly madness
as infiltrated this body.
Now seemingly with
a mind of its own,
wandering off to those places
to satisfy the heartfelt-desires
of a deadman's soul.

Do you know of this madness,
about these glorious sighs, me
imagining your ecstatic-cries?

I close my eyes
in my own sheer-ecstasy
to feel your heat
inside of me
dear.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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