My favorite E.D. poem ever. Perfection She’s beautiful, you think, as she stands all alone Sanguinary passion; bruised eyes, jutting bones With black tendrils she’ll grab you in an enticing dance You’ll let her devour you, a macabre romance You’re hungry; she’ll feed you misery and obsession Her talons will grab you; forever her possession Cruel mistress; she’ll kiss you, she’ll suck out your...
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Published: 10 months, 3 weeks ago (Tue, 06 Jan 2009 18:29:49 PST)
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