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challenge
slip the need and bleed in parables
whisper secrets in the land of the dead
while empty faces stare back at you reflecting your ignorance
there is none so blind then those who refuse to learn
that's what they say but my orchids bloom in frost
it is so because I say it is
I will bend time and warp your senses
you will believe when I come
breaking your defenses
in my soul there is a deep greed
I think it to be true
but perhaps it is a delusion force fed me
by a fake world created to brainwash
still, I remain me ultimately
I hear the elitist refined
I eat like a barbarian
I lack refinement or so they say
maybe honesty is better
do you really want to sip?
when you want to suck
I want to hate and love equally
everything good to you isn't to me
I love you still or feel I have to
what is the chance of me being free of you?
I have accepted my fate
as your concubine
but don't except me not to giggle in bed
emasculating you
seriously, I am still me
slovenly, arrogant and mean
if you desire a simpleton
without challenge behind the eyes
give up on me
take your prize to bed
and tell yourself you've won
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