Women, I don’t understand what they are, some sort of mystical creature, separate from what a virgin could understand, it’s like they fell from the sky, all the way from heaven, and they landed in god’s arms anyways, always so beautiful and in the right, something a man can’t quite fight, under the moonlight, a succubus, horns out, such pretty nipples, and if you ever thought they were ugly, sinful or wrong, you would misunderstand, all that a woman could be, please give your flesh to me, such a lovely fruit, let me kiss it, your heart, let me pierce it, nerdy girl with glasses, goth pussy and water lilies, a spider spinning webs, so many trapped with red thread, a dead man waiting to be eaten, an endless dream and a soul stolen, all that she could do, so much righteousness in her power, so much evil, justified under heaven, a poet mourning for his innocence, stuck in his room, yearning for the impossible, and hoping for freedom...


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