~Fare-Thee-Well~
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Partially paralyzed in my head,
quaking, quivering with the dead.
Echoes emit eerie sighs —
Woebegone wraith of life am I...
Would thou thaw this earthly shell,
believing boldly faith dispel,
time spent with you, for just a spell...
to bid my soul a fare-thee-well?
I'm so sure this won't end well,
my voice cries out, crescendos swell.
O', hear the tolling of the bell?
My carnal lust I cannot quell...
Still, our bodies sweat, entwined,
I taste your skin so soft; divine,
impending doom is obvious,
fueled by a love so ravenous.
And so, my loathsome succubus,
forsaking faith, betrayed by trust
and all that life holds dear for me,
I gladly give myself to thee...
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