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oil slick marked with streaks of sin and cruelty
love it when i give it to you like that beastiality

a million cents buys your fragrance foul and loose
thrown down cursed upon me wrapped with a noose

rub it into the body filled with a morbid mans cream
make it fit with all your might cut more then the seam

12 worlds and marked for price to exchange
tired and scabs itch to spread like mange

green bag of prosthetics to fit like a glove
lubed with back tires up squealing to shove




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