Illusions of Shadowed Dreams                              

Contrivance of a Whore

Blessed be, the death of me
The end of burning agony
Your touch tainted by hate
Motions of passion a little too late

                    A bitch to caress
                    A whore to fuck
                    Only the best
                    With the worst of luck

Blessed be the death of you 
False thoughts of love you grew
Whisper grey emotions dead
Match those rasping in my head

                    A bitch you caressed
                    A whore you fucked
                    It was the worst
                    With the best of luck

RL 00 

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