Yang Writing

Her perfect blue eyes stare at me In her satin red dress she's stunning She's an angel fallen into my own hell As I look at her ..

Hmmm… I can smell it The sweet scent Of my peace Hmmm… I can feel it The cold breeze Under my feet ..

This piece contains some obscene words... For mature audience only...

This will not hurt I promise I will be gentle I will be nice Just close your eyes And feel me flowing inside In just a while..

Time stood still Here in my room I feel my breath Slowly fading My heartbeat Slowly dying I tried to move But I feel weak..

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