Condign
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Crimson Love
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A punishment well deserved,
This punishment of love.. I have been served,
Upon plate your heart is placed,
You stare into crimson eyes,
as you hold such a bloody knife,
Dripping with disgust You tell me to eat,
You want me to consume your love,
But I'm incapable...
I want not such savory delectation's,
I need not consume, to hold it,
I need not feel, to love it.
This punishment of consumption,
has consumed me.
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