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Inadequate Devotions
Kingslayer

Of soiled hand & sullied heart
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I wrench your supple body apart,
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Breach your slick gate with naught but a breath
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Then close it behind me thus barring death,
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Then whilst in a pose like flowers entwined
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Upon your sweet flesh I ravenously dine
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30 Mar 05

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