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your life is a paragon



that not all can live up to



the willow weeps about my face



chastity drinking from the brimful falcon



in the cold dungeon you stroll, forsaken



but in your way not for long



staggering, hysterical, you're taking prisoners



the vilotelets passing in your untamed  fiery hair



gushing from your mouth out comes



gaudy, spilling the out pour immaculacy



out stretched the red, splatter on cold stones



ashen the down pour



exaling her fits



in the castle dungeon



she breeds her rage