Wicked thoughts sprout behind my eyes.
Dormant desire moves with catlike curiosity
Angel eyes strip me of my proper sophistication
Corrupting me with Darkness
Begging me to go where I dared not go.
Waking the turbulent passion in my soul
Giving me the freedom to fly
While binding my heart to his
He waits for me which path will I choose?
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