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mblevy Jun 25
The screeching sound of the rustic door
I stopped below to hear its call
Its melody choked like howling growl
How comforting it was to see you crawl,
There you were with an innocent guise
Saving Liberty – you thought it was
“Come closer, darling
Sanctify my flesh
You will feel like a hero, no less.”
But you see, I loved this stage
I could be a Princess
And an evil incarnate
Let’s go deeper now
Please don’t drown
Amuse me, lover
before the river goes down.

— The End —