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The Taste Of Burning Madness

Mm… insanity tries to resurrect to slither its tails for satanic nutts    
In oral fetishes it goes deep and even deeper in the narrowness of tight butts      
No worries to sit back and watch stigmata’s puppets... in God I will always trust      
Is the feeling good for you to cross fuck      
Tell me now… complex minds craving the appetite to unlock the mystic of my enlighten Creole skin                
Poetic hieroglyphics embedded in Egypt, tales of this Queen's lust, desires who has the power to commend, trend, defend        
Ancient tongues pleased, endowed from the tease, spillage by the bleed                
You’re already cursed by the nimbus of your lineage’s doom      
Burned scrolls to reek of its stench still trying to escape Hades’ tombs      
       
Into the night sinfulness will always go        
Upside down amulets to revere, branded wombs, the destiny of death’s generations fate foretold      
Teachings of the darkest craft among mankind, what have you displayed to be of truth and merit      
I am the Joan of Arc, Mother Teresa, Mitochondrial Eve, Jezebel to the underground railroad conductor, oh thy Harriet      
     
Six protons, six neutrons, six electrons      
That beautiful black hue in its carbon components that gives royalty to melanin to always atone      
It bears those beautiful melodies that echoes earthly songs      
To lullabies, mantras unto Heaven as the meek and righteous an ordained home      

Twisted Nephilim's, your time has passed to sell upon earth such wicked sultry trash      
Come closer, yes you, and listen really good      
Even for naysayers so that you may never misunderstood      
       
I give you permission to please Lucifer’s long girth all not long      
Your right, my wrong      
      
In the midst of now, wisdom needs reliance to keep stability from scorching hands pulling life below      
Therefore, you can sweetly kiss the circle upon my buttle rum halo        
       
I am SweetKittyCat5 and I approve of this message      
       
Go in peace world during perilous times, and always walk in faith society      
Selah
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Published | Edited 5th Oct 2022
Author's Note
We all have a dark side. Most of us go through life avoiding direct confrontation with that aspect of ourselves, which I call the shadow self. There's a reason why. It carries a great deal of energy.

Lorraine Toussaint
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