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'Incessant, Thy Hunger...'

Though never destined to be
he can still remember when
her sugar had him sauced

in nanoseconds
that sweet cream
oozes from the soul
one would reckon

so it's no wonder
once more he's gotta yearning to feel
that magic of her silky smooth honey love

alive, within his internals
she'll always be his baby girl,
that tenderly sweet, sweet angel
who fell from up above...
Written by Poetikmind (_---_)
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