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Dec 2011
She lines up, a lamb to the slaughter!

This girl, is someones daughter!

I cant help, the thoughts in my head!

My needs win! They wipe out the Dread!

I kiss deep, Her flesh is my feast!

Instincs reap, As man Becomes Beast!

Clothes rip, She begs me for more!

I breathe deep, The scent of a *****!

Who sins worse? The lion or the lamb!

The beast knows that the lambs roamed the lands!

My thoughts scream,"this is not what you wanted!"

Its too late! The Beast has been taunted!

You know this story! You've lived it before!

You always wanted to settle the score!

She hurt you first but now you hear laughter!

You just destroyed! Your last EVER AFTER!
Shane Teter
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