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I am Dennis. There is nothing else you would ever want to know about me. Thanks for reading.
From my friends Crimson Dead
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Tender blossoms of gloom
decorate the widowed sunset
the azure fading
with the moon not far behind.
I dream of you such dull days
because you make me happy
your smile I long to see
if not topless, wild and free.
In my loneliness it yearns
A hunger for you burns
sell me to you, I shall comply
I’m depraved and weak, pray I die.
I know not what my mind seeks
what it sees in you apart from lust
I realize my affections, deeply
soon they shall all turn to dust.
Shield you I will, from this torment
that’s what a good friend should do
if only once you had turn to kiss me
I would gladly give myself to you.
Stay hidden my love, stay naive
I’ll watch over you like always
you’re my precious divine
on your smile is eternal my gaze.