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By coujeaux Date: 2003 Oct 07 Comment on this Work [[2003.10.07.19.05.27378]] |
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Aufmerksamkeit, Teufel, weg von meiner Schulter, Gott; Entdeckung sich eine andere Seele, Locking of horn upon halo for conquest of everness is terminated; fear you both what I feel. Renounce it all, high and low; open eyes, off you go; out of sight, then of mind; can't get me, I've traded in your superstitious apocalyptic apocrypha for greater power, unholiest there be. So unchained, surge of belief has been regained; would you deny the command so complete? Even secondhand secretarial fables of papyrus said neither serpents nor mortals could retreat. Strip, bare, substance isn't there; screams of passion amind, remember it sweet, blacks it out, Slather and slither, pretty one, come hither; you're my goddess, clock's ticking when in doubt. She sees through the skin as parchment embroiled by sin; for your end, I'll justify any means, And what I do care if you stopped midway to stare into these charred pisshole chasmy greens? Oh, once upon a time in a man far, far away, there lived a damn, and he gave it without fear, Now please don't cry for what once was and never will be again, baby, for that's why I'm here. What she got I got, give it to her in thorough thrusts, in like Flynn, get off, up; damn, I'm late, Don't mind me going after coming, I need to clean off the calendar, and it sure was hella great. Just out the door, double over, scream silent prayer, gonna do it again, no stopping it, not now, Beg a moment while I pry the knife through to the front; little trick I learned, don't ask me how. Rash, all the way; trash, hell you say, nothing soothes a savage beast like gash; a lil' piece'll do, Demean it, sure thing, was once how I'd seen it; open sore, call me whore, thanks, nothing new. |