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My Sheeba Cried
I have felt the twilight
and the harlot bellows
listening to the candle
gasp for air
as my Sheeba cried
on wings of decapitation
with psalms of insomnia
and a requiem of silence
in dark fornication
dripping from my ink
occult from my scrote
the gallows of my lark
and the harlot bellows
listening to the candle
gasp for air
as my Sheeba cried
on wings of decapitation
with psalms of insomnia
and a requiem of silence
in dark fornication
dripping from my ink
occult from my scrote
the gallows of my lark
Published 29th Apr 2023
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