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Nov 2012
Breathless, legs like industrial paperweights,
let me speak, but a moment.
"This is much, too much."
Take care, you will swoon
and this comes chasing soon.
He was warned.

Ravaging, secrets split us apart
resembling the decay of a carcass.
"You destroy slowly, too slowly."
No matter, give me the blade
I will finish it for you.
He displayed his weakness.

Pulsating, pistons cease accordingly
the wave of my dismissal.
"Life is but this moment, one callous moment."
Vibrations unleash, and cascade on skin
repulsion is easily swallowed, even as wormwood.
He is the proof of immoralitys' snare.

Embracing, magnet to metal they collide
abandoning all senses.
"You were educated."
Havoc reigns seldom in peace.
He captured nothing but your disdain.

Surrendering, possession is intermingled with conquest,
the bowmen struck their target without remorse.
"You stood stoic with each blood trickling wound."
He will lie in the deep puddles, he meant for your undoing.
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   Johnnie Rae
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