Lost Souls

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Dark mystery mistress
Spawn of distress
without due duress
Or pretense I confess
Unabashedly I undress
within my wicked mind
those for which I've pined
who prefer to bind
than unwind
To free yet enslave
forces that enclave
Coerce to misbehave
As torrid hearts pave
path to sordor nave
strip barren and lure
No need to endure
Anguish to the demure
those *virgin* pure
No tears nor sorrow
Beg steal or borrow
All hopes for tomorrow
Within your grasp
A gauntlet to clasp
Nerve rattling rasp
born of hilarity
obscuring the clarity
enshrouding the parity
of these lost souls!!

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