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flinch
descending down the spiral staircase
I enter with no small thought into the onyx kingdom
I am summoned and it is no small thing
something is required of me
a token of soul and breath
upon entry the ferry man utters still your heart woman
I am not to collect your debt today
rather their is inquisitive sire who desires your company
as always you dare start too long into the abyss
he has watched your comings and goings with interest
and wonders do you yet crave his company
he is a man of renown and presence
you've encountered his savagery more than once
you've left your soul print in his mind
your delectable imaginations arouse him
most blanch at your obscenity
this man is rathered hungry for your touch
spill your guts girl lets have it
I look at him slyly and shyly
I remain chaste of vision with you men
I release the beasts that sate me
then you call foul
simply put I feed only when I am famished
coiling about my intended as Lily would
drinking from the youth's spring
I make no qualms about it I am what I am
I have no need of your black tablet to feast from
I guard mine with my life
making no excuses for it
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