Your lifeblood flows
you are tattered
wings bruised
spirit scattered
to the four winds
devislish thoughts
and deceiving minds
linger deliciously
on your lips
dripping wet
with your lovers
honey
release the demons
whose possession
is consuming
slay their
maleficence
with swords of flame
coddle your
wonton lover
with a glance
all knowing of
your power
he is weak
from your attention
his wings are
ravaged
success has come
look at
your reflection
in his misery
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