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Still, the Beast comes...
See her skin
Marred bright red
The delightful repose
As she hangs her head?
Arise, the Beast hungers...
His hand trails
Upon hot flesh
her whimpered cry
He starts afresh
Answer, the Beast calls...
If You ask
she'll give to thee
supple lines
as she bends her knee
Too late, It's her...
Look again
At what waits there
The Beast inside
He should take care
The Beast feasts...
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