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Oct 2010
You look so pretty,
Crippled and disabled,
The weight of worlds is heavy,
You were moving slowly,
When I whistled

Let me bathe in your pains,
It's not a proposal,
On your skin, all these stains,
I sack all these forms, too formal

You must see what's real,
My devilish obsessions,
My sweetest meal,
A partner in this ***** session

Because I can't say no,
To your fat, filth and dead cells,
A stubborn mole,
Who searches, what no mouth's telling
Created 23 October 2010.
Evaldas Eseth
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