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the soft hair of a girl shimmers as her tired eyes bleed

she is full of imagination and whom she will do the deed

she screams at petulant lovers to fill her need

but those that would love her they only mislead

so on this night of nights she is forced to concede

now she falls hard on her curious knees

a dour lover says,” have it as you please!”

in the this world of worlds there are secret decrees

impetuously stirred they have their varying degrees

there are so many locks and so few keys

so now she seeks forgiveness and starts to pray

to run from every sin she would capture in play

be all sweet with the black and blue as night changes to day

she would, if she could, find a way, but once she leaves there is no way to stay

 try and find a place that you seek now, there will be many more demons to slay