So many conquests...
One after the other
Taking woman after woman to complete ecstasy
But for what reason?
And at what cost?
For as enjoyable as each experience is,
Because of the lack of love and commitment
The experiences become trite and without meaning...
Which causes my heart pain...
Knowing I have little to no desire to have any of these moments of passion transcend the physical and evolve into something special.
Yet the desire to continue to rape, pillage, and conquer, however, is ever present
Ever growing
And ever thirsty for new souls...
Such is the agony I endure with each day
And suppress each night.
The eternal battle ever raging from within...
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