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Samuel Dsouza

Tragedy Fantasy Inspirational


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Samuel Dsouza

Tragedy Fantasy Inspirational


Molested in Sleep...

Molested in Sleep...

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Woken in fear from sleep;

I dream of her it was deep

I wet my bed; sweating body heat

It was like I was having coquitos; so frequently


There was wrestle and hustle on the bed;

Caressing and caring with slaps unsaid

Biting, nibbling more is done

The sound mourns and heat beating humdrum


I don’t what took me to this place

I have not watched porn in a decade

Yet this bigotry happened with me

She ravishes me like I was her favorite toy to be


With that fright I stood up straight;

The room was cool, but I was on the hells gate

The fiery within me; made me mad

Till I showered myself with cold water; so glad


Now looking at the bed; I smiled and laughed aloud

Did the last owner molested me funny it sounds

When she is dead and for centuries

Did an old lady give me a wet dream


It sounds silly; I couldn’t sleep;

Clean the bed; start smoking weed

But sleep wouldn’t have my eyes closed

I’ll be exhausted handling her is sex hunger centuries Old...


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