Wicked angels plucking strings
wicked girls can sing
and fly even without wings
a ticket to their heavens stain
a place where they
can soothe your pain
and pitching half naked then
subdue the lullified of men
or those in need of gain
the emptiness is blissed
a splendour never missed
yet glorified…………..
where all true love
just, gets denied,
…...died. M
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