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Feast

She favors wearing black
The color of her soul
She will nothing lack
While being in control

I am willing to submit
Learn how to obey
It is a thrill, I must admit
Being potential prey

She is my crimson queen
And darkness of my night
My body may  be lean
But she feasts in deep delight.  
Written by crowfly
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