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My Obsidian Quilt

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Oh darkening skies my obsidian quilt 

In my shack
'Neath shadows my pen scribes
Hungering lust of my paragon

Sensual pathways of my soul 
Caressing passions breath 
And kissing flesh of anatomies 

Drippings of my switch stick
I swag my erotic splatter 
As thunder rocks my bleating prose 

Commonality of my personality 
Lays truth at my clattering quill
Lapping at the paper with my tongue

Give me not trivialities' fantasies
Of porn and pure corn
Caressing their wilting penises 

Oh darkening skies my obsidian quilt

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