Guilty Pleasure Remix

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I walk in silk beneath the moon

A shadow draped in your perfume

Lace and leather, a cursed delight

You whisper sins in the dead of night

My body’s shaped to tempt your soul

A shattered prince with no control

I see the hunger in your stare

The way you ache, the way you dare

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You are the fire I try to tame

A living poem I cannot name

Your beauty haunts me like a spell

You drag me deep, I drown so well

The world would never understand

The softest touch of your command

But in the dark, I know what’s true

My soul was made to worship you

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You’re my guilty pleasure, my midnight sin

The holy war I burn within

Wrapped in lace and cursed in treasure

You are mine—my guilty pleasure

Let me taste your sacred fire

Let me kneel to my desire

I’ll never run, I’ll never sever

Let me be your femboy forever

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They say I’m wrong, they cast their stones

But you still shiver from my moans

Beneath this skin, a siren’s cry

To pull you close before we die

I wear these dresses like a blade

To carve a path where none have stayed

Your heartbeat calls me through the gloom

You crave me like a rose in bloom

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You are my art, my holy sin

A secret world I hold within

You break me down with every glance

I’m shackled by this dark romance

I used to hide behind the mask

But you undress me when you ask

No chains remain, no pride, no shame

I breathe your name in blood and flame

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Kiss me where the light can’t find

The sacred curve, the twisted mind

I am the dusk, the breath, the sigh

You are the reason I can’t die

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I want the boy who wears the lace

The wicked grace, the porcelain face

Let them curse and call it wrong

I’ll sing your name in every song

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You’re my guilty pleasure, my secret rite

The moon that owns my sleepless nights

A velvet sin, a haunted tether

You are mine—my guilty pleasure

Let me taste your sacred fire

Let me kneel to my desire

No priest, no god, could pull this lever—

Let me be your femboy forever

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So take my hand, the stars align

We’ll dance through shadows, intertwine

Let them judge from distant towers

But this—this love—will devour

And rise again, like cursed treasure…

Forevermore, your guilty pleasure