I will never
try real adventures
I want to
make them with
sex
I don't insist
on facing these
adventures
My desires for
adventures are weak
because my imagination
is a big
adventure
In reality for
me they are
forbidden
They dwell in
my imagination
Sometimes it hurts
to not go
to the fantastic
adventures
I don't seek
to undertake them
They could obscure
my senses
I can live
them every day
I can easily
create them on
my mind
They don't upset
me because they
are far away
from me
They are banished
for myself because
they are too
strong
In some occasion
I want kill
someone to have
an interesting adventure
It's hard to
create fantastic adventures
Society will punish
me for not
follow them
Sometimes they annoy
me
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