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~Red Heaven~
Flesh bore for pleasures unsated tour.Duty. The obedience of need.And to ensure the deed assured.Moist, pink sores, that my heaven adores,Have blossomed amid your pureAnd bloodied allure.
A sexless, godless cinder flickersUpon your flowers disfigured wither.A benediction of hurt. You- The pretty that would not keep...Left for worms and begotten in dirt.And because love lives to die,I'll dry your wetting eyesAnd only sip from the graveOr the pain caveOr the last gash that weptAs it left my lips.~G.James Wyrick
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