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Apr 2012
Into my lurid insipid lust my body delves.
Lured by an angel with whom my heart doth melds.

Our spirits entwined in Satan’s carnal game.
Vibrant desires plucked to his fame.

Everything stands still to watch us play.
Yearning to peek in, come what may.

Our souls fuse in an ever-living flame.
Up we soar, from the world in which we came.
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Written by
- K T P -  Oakland, California
(Oakland, California)   
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