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Last Rites

Vampyros Lesbos beckon me
Vixens far as I can see
Looks like their lips are dripping wet
But could be just the fangs I get

I see that they've already stripped
So I lay down inside their crypt
Looks like that it's just my luck
These last rites are my final fuck.
Written by crowfly
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