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I SUCK THE JUICE RIGHT OUT OF LIFE, AND SPIT OUT EMPTY HUSKS-- MY APETITES VORACIOUS, NEVER IS THERE
ENOUGH.
I ALWAYS SEEK FOR MORE AND MORE, MY EYES TURN YET AGAIN, IN MY GREED AND NEEDINESS, I KILL ALL JOY
THATS BEEN.
THE SWEETEST FRUIT WILL LOSE IT'S TASTE THE GREATEST PASSIONS DIE MY MOUTH IS FULL OF DUST AND DEATH, I'VE
NOT EVEN DEPTH TO CRY.
I SWALLOW DOWN ANOTHER BITE, LIFE SLICE BY SLICE, CHOKING ON THE TASTELESS MIX THAT
WAS MY PASSION'S PRICE.
by succubus
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