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She walks among stars
as gods
bathed in blood
Her bosom maggots feast
Her eyes
an enchanting promiscuous
carnelian culmination
such as one can't resist
A silent epitaph
belies a deadly kiss bliss
until nothingness
You surrender
For death is sweeter
than water
gold sex and taxes
Drink ye up
lads and lasses
for her love
discriminates not
Fill ye bowels of
concupiscence
And prepare to meet
My Queen
