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Apocalyptic Love.
A matriarchal covenance, doused with human stain.
A solicitous defiance, fed by punctured vein.
It pours forth from your soul, a portal of true feeling.
An overly used Omega, a rag-doll that's still reeling.
A unhealed wound of little worth, a place of violet shame.
Within the womb of the Apocalypse, I am left craving your disdain.
A solicitous defiance, fed by punctured vein.
It pours forth from your soul, a portal of true feeling.
An overly used Omega, a rag-doll that's still reeling.
A unhealed wound of little worth, a place of violet shame.
Within the womb of the Apocalypse, I am left craving your disdain.
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