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Sep 2013
Daughter of Lilith,
    Night haired succubus,
   On weakened knees and
    ***** like stupor
     You've left me fallen,
         Seductive caller
      By smiling howls, led
     Towards highest cliff
    Where trees bend in peak
   Agony and King
     reins the dark and rot,
        Amnesia strikes stiff
          The bled mind and eyes,
     And somewhere above
  Lay the physical
    Figure of some fool
       I once knew, once was,
          Wasted on the streets,
      Empty, discarded,
    A cold useless shell,
Lightning rang and lit,
     And down spiraling
   Through the nothing, down,
        Into arms of fiend.
O.K. I tried writing a poem on the style and topics that I used to do when I began writing some many moons ago; this is what appeared. It's not that great but it certainly takes me back to the old days and so here...
Secondly, as you can see, it wears no title,
It needs one and I meed your help with that.
Care to suggest something? Thanks and enjoy some shittyness.
Chris T
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