Lust Incarnate Poem by Chris Noir
Lust Incarnate
Mind, lust
the burning ov your soul,
starving of your muscle
for a spec ov control!
You must,
let me through your walls,
Deviant a and murderous,
master to you all!
We trust,
We only have one goal,
Procreate, reciprocate,
The hate that slowly crawls!
I lust
for flesh and blood!
I must
Appease my thirst!
I lust
For death and life!
You must
Satisfy me first!
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