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you proper your hands

to bestow me some aid

but your ruse is like a sniper

aiming for my cover

you mumbled your goal

and I pleased your behest



night after night



you trekked in my internal

ravenous, my essence sated you



night after night



you groaned in undertone

you dwelt on my haven



and flesh to flesh



I fulfilled your behest

in return to what seemed

to be a noble quest

but now is the ultimate night

my last hell of a night

so enjoy yourself

never shall i come to you again

to ask for any help