Weirdo WomanA Poem by Space Enema
I need a black magick woman you would burn at the stake.
These novelty women are boring and fake. When life is mundane and I need escape, She'll be the drug that I use, The pill that I take. When the world sees fit to banish my kind In a desolate place who should I find? Daughter of Lilith, I am intrigued. Let me share in your sin and devilish deeds. © 2017 Space Enema |
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Added on December 11, 2017 Last Updated on December 11, 2017 AuthorSpace EnemaAboutThe prophet of the space enema comes forth to tell the masses to cleanse their minds and think for a change. He's also a Reiki master. more..Writing
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