we are battle scarred and poisoned with temptation.
to plow through areas so deep I'd reach the core, breathing fluid and tasting life.
your expressions explain everything, and I'd like to turn you on.
pleasure is absence of pain.
blood is withdrawn from art and joy.
rest does not restore passion.
my fire will coat your chill, and I'd like to turn you on.

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