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the taste of poison on her lips
the taste of lust below her hips
the feeling tingles on her finger tips
my madness grows as she grips
my mind blows when her poison drips The taste of bitter acid kisses her tongue and lingers on her lips to taste; I held her. Fresh from the crucifying Christ.... Feeling a Satan, such a deathly flame. Of lust of loathliness was kindled here. She traced a finger along my lips. To look o the taste of poison on her lips
the taste of lust below her hips
the feeling tingles on her finger tips
my madness grows as she grips
my mind blows when her poison drips on a one way street lookin at head lights... |
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