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Apr 2017
I lean toward the light
but am rather fluent
in the tongue of night

a full house lies
beneath corseted wings
slipped in ripped nylons
upper thigh clings

deal me yours -
iron fangs, claws, force
scrawl impassioned pains
branding your name
primal submitting
heart catharsis

although
you probably
should know

I can play
crowmistress
as good (or better)
than possessedkitten
if you push me
too far

my core
is prism pure
but I can make you
question that
hard
everlasting cherry
Written by
everlasting cherry
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