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amy, sweet lewd amy... the way she moans, so obscene.
whether crying or complaining,
and the way she's getting beaten, it's arousing.
I differ the sounds anymore,
they all seem like a relentless discomfort.
fuck this treacherous of mine,
if you'd only knew the of the scenarios emerging from there.
it like a bad soap-opera,
yet you cannot help yourself from the next episode.
she be so beautiful,
I guess that is why I her and her voice that much.
the mystery in itself, of her real self, is far more interesting knowing.
introspection, yes I do fear the return of the process.
it has me to review most of the basics concerning females.
I hear them, and over again, throughout the night.
I don't remember the last I slept,
and... and I'm not well, here,
alone with my thoughts... staring at a wall.
battered and bruised, on the floor.
worthless piece of meat. I know crushed.
but I am useless, unable to save her, and maybe I don't to.
oh how I beg for silence...