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The Crimson Lady

She twists and turns the pale body
restrained in her black satin sheets
From the darkly tinted window
she watches others lining up
in the downtrodden streets
She is ready to face the apocalypse
with her crimson stained liquid lips
She digs deep on men's thrusting hips
with her blood red lacquered fingertips
She waits until they are silent and done
to swiftly invite in a promising next one
Someone wiser once aptly said
There's no life for the living
without death and the dead
The Crimson Lady knows of this
and with a sway and a sweet kiss
she will show them all eternal bliss

 

 

 

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