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What slave have I become! Embracing servitude, Desire no rebellion, Please! O, my will! Succumb! To her, with gratitude, Besides Beauty, there’s none. I vow to cede control, No action beyond me, Beauty is my master! I’ve no need for my soul, Beauty, I cede to thee Fortune or disaster! Liberty is worthless! My eyes must stir the heart! Why live, and not seek you? I publicly confess, To Beauty, to Astarte, You command all I do.
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 9:50 PM UTC
Beauty, My Master
What slave have I become! Embracing servitude, Desire no rebellion, Please! O, my will! Succumb! To her, with gratitude, Besides Beauty, there’s none. I vow to cede control, No action beyond me, Beauty is my master! I’ve no need for my soul, Beauty, I cede to thee Fortune or disaster! Liberty is worthless! My eyes must stir the heart! Why live, and not seek you? I publicly confess, To Beauty, to Astarte, You command all I do.
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not_thepoet_hewantstobe
M/USA
Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 9:50 PM UTC
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