Against the Wall

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All the queen's prisoners
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Slow her rhythm,
Bottoms up,
Slow her rhythm,
Fast her pulse.
She wants to moan,
Her olive skin tone,
Pushed up against,
The wall she holds,
The power to captivate them all she's sold,
Her prisoners they feed,
On lust and greed,
To touch her skin,
To make her bleed,
But she wont reveal,
Her secrets concealed,
Between her legs she's sealed,
The fate of you and me,
The fate you can see,
To worship her behind,
To be not in her mind,
To praise her perfection,
To only our queen's delection.

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