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memories of my ghost sista

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the dead are never satisfied

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memories of my ghost sista

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memories of my ghost sista | the dead are never satisfied hopilavayi: an erotic dictionary memories of my ghost sista ~ the dead are never satisfied gall 21 Sunday Jan 2024 Posted by babylon crashing in Disaster –- Pain –- Sorrow , Poetry , sonnet ≈ Comments Off on gall Tags daemonicus , poem , Poetry , sonnet , winter blues , winter drizzle , winter rubs the nose raw Tallow in winter. That long-toothed ruin wrung from drippings. The decay of Eros dribbling down my wrist. Say it in Latin. [Demon] [Possession] “Daemonicus.” Possession. Mine. Flesh rendered so I’m fit for your gluttony. Yet something fetid hangs in the frozen air. Frostbit. The bit that was a nose, two lips, one pale eyelid. Frostbite leaves the dark pit in my skull exposed. It takes a certain hungry gall to snog with just any possessed bastard. They say if you can’t be a good example then be a grisly warning. Gouged; I’m all brittle bone. Now kiss m...

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