Cain Phantasm
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ThirstA Poem by Cain PhantasmWith lips ablush and splitting She caresses a mug of tepid water stained a rich mahogany and tastes of earth and sweat and lust Memento ki.. |
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how it started this timeA Poem by Cain PhantasmAbsent fingers hold a pen and curl around its shaft solid black and slender it cannot taste the purity of the paper that lies barren and untouche.. |