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Don't Cry For Me
In death's nude free spirit
you think I going for a ride
castrated and toothless
rotting inside
don't cry for me
fragrant bed of roses
as the bourgeoisie sleep
and I steal their marbles
in my grotesque
my cock rising
folding not my wings
at the stroke of death
praising my carrion song
in death's nude free spirit
don't cry for me
fragrant bed of roses
you think I going for a ride
castrated and toothless
rotting inside
don't cry for me
fragrant bed of roses
as the bourgeoisie sleep
and I steal their marbles
in my grotesque
my cock rising
folding not my wings
at the stroke of death
praising my carrion song
in death's nude free spirit
don't cry for me
fragrant bed of roses
Published 20th Sep 2022
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