The Serpent & the Priestess
Cast out of the garden, The serpent beneath my feet. I never met my future until I almost met defeat. What's laid out before me; the sparrow to my swallow. feather and an iron rod Walk to me my succubus, my sexual plaything priestess. If you belong to me, swallow me whole. If you love me not please devote. Revolt; Unwashed feelings. Dealings, narcotics Placebo in utero Uterus ... Police... Love... Belong...
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