Despair, come and be my guest,
My soulmate and my dearest quest.
Come, sit with me by abyss edge,
Beyond the limits, speak your pledge,
Your solemn promise that you will stay -
Forlorn, alluring, lustful prey.
I nothing more can do, but pray
And sit with you, and just obey.
A.Arnaudova
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