Handcuffs, aroused, playing on the edges of fear. Smooth loathing fucking in the love of the jungle. Woods of terrified hallucination, lakes of evil yearning. I'd gasp with hate, but I've lost all trepidation. Elastic, helpless, I quiver and lick my salvation, But a second of damnation squeals all.
I struggle. I scream. I hurt. The meaningless restraints of sin scratch my dreams. All is black.
(got the mad lib from rinkworks.com)
