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Should I Care?
Your faithless lust is fine with me.
I care not about your lovers, either wolfen men
Or that harpie witch that wants you for her bride.
Nor is it the love you confess for your self hate
And the immortal sins of your lost virginity.
What difference if you scream your rage
At lost maiden songs eaten by the misty Moors
Where you once played with innocence,
It makes none to me.
I only know the sweet taste of your blood
And my inappropriate desires.
For your cold skin to be pressed next to mine.
I only obsess on the way your creamy thighs
Caress around my waist
And you glare hungrily into my dead eyes
As you pull me into your emotion with no pain
In the darkness of this heart
where there is no love,
only mist rising from Sauron’s forest floor.”
Be driven by our fate?
Love me sweetly
With your hate.
