Incantations from the Heart of a SatanistA Poem by Harlotte CrowA slanderous and blasphemous piece that was written from the top of my head. If you're extremely religious I don't suggest reading this.Scream! I want to hear your lies. Scream! I want to hear them hit deaf ears and die. Scream! Scream in the manner you have made me for all of these years. Burn! Your pages shall tremble in my flames of damnation. Burn! Flake and break off as ashes into the wind. Burn! No more shall you bind my thighs and beat them raw while the Virgin W***e gets glorified. Die! In the beginning may your pages bleed! Die! No longer shall I be on my knees mindlessly sucking the Holy Phallus! Die! Shall the cum of your lord Jesus Christ be with you all… Freed. My virginity’s been gone since I was sixteen. Freed. I’ve run off to the left with a partner and he's taught me to burn for it. Freed. My day is my night and darkness is forever. Incantations from the heart of a Satanist.
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2 Reviews Added on January 26, 2015 Last Updated on January 26, 2015 AuthorHarlotte CrowElkridge, MDAboutDon't mind me. I'm just your friendly neighbourhood libertine posting rather licentious reading material ;) more..Writing
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