An ode to you; the killer, the crucifier
For you are opaque; bleak in desire
Everything to nothing; cliche at its golden hour
Surrendered, defeated; perplexed, deflowered
Beyond thy reaches; independent decisions
A jungle where madness runs religion
Home to the great Elk Mistress; and the Lion that loathes her
You are the pusher; I am the exploder
A boy named love; a girl named pity
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