Illusions of her imposition
On me got possession.
For lust of desire
The desire for pleasure
drowned in illusive intimacy
that evoked intimidation.
It's quite a love story
from the synopsis of taste of love
facade passion bombardment.
The mother of infidelity
Her's first class penpall
and she's yet on operation next.
Condolescence to victim of betrayal
whose heart heals from rejection
On the ordeal of passion.
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