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Ups And Downs

In my mind's maze of ups and downs
lusting for you beneath the sheets
with my words of bitterness drowned
as I touch your cold scarred cheeks
of a widow's frown

Pale as the stare of widow's eyes
in death's cathedral stones rise
frosting my heart of homespun cries
as my fingers touch your flesh
dripping from vagina's procreation

Creeping till the dawn of the morrow
feeling no sorrows in fornication
in my mind's maze of ups and downs
exhuming you from the grave
as the pale winds howl

Touching my hair up with Pomade
as the devil's ticks dance, and we kiss
your bones cracking like rotting sticks  
lusting for you beneath the sheets
with my words of bitterness drowned
Written by adagio
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