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Phoenix from the wrong side of the tracks

she was the truest form of red
a Molotov cocktail in high heels
too much for the foolish Icarus man
I drank her love like rum  
straight from the opening between  
her neck and her eyes
as her flames licked my flesh

...and the muses dance around me
like witches around a sacrifice ...
Written by SatansSperm
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