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She lies enthralled on marble Steam and blood reflect in her mirrors Eyes black in envy Torment stains at the sight of inflection Portraiture of scorn and sickness Ancient depth dark emergence Charged of construct Torment's veil at the scent of her breathlessness Lost a whore forlorncomin Drowned upon the storm Feed the hands of ancient queens a lost reprieve foretold Oh the doors of Chatice walls made of stone, sin and beauty Confide for me erotic games on floors enriched with fantasy My praise must keep with those of prose, the royal, ruling, and gallantry With the lick of fire, thy tongue commands the best in ancient perversity I indulge unmarked, unearthed in all your devotion Take this bed of thine as your sweet soaked perversion Her nerve divides upon the cast flesh of virgins Drowned a whore unborn Lost through-out the storm Taste the stone with blood stained lips, as the crown bears the sword
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