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Comments about Elmarie Swart
Your breath once sacred on my neck
Now has the putrid stench of a stray dog
I cannot imagine a single slice of your skin on mine
For I should vomit your vile stench infused
Into me from your osmosis touch
You are the worst kind, the scum of the dishonest
You took me down and then wanted me to believe that I was lost
That my heart was too wild to tame
When it was laid out for your dog feet a crimson Persian
That my spirit was yearning to be free
Yet your betrayal was the only cage
Your dog kisses haunt the secret curves of my body
Where I let you in so ...