womensviolence
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All I need is love
as trembles track through time.
Clairvoyant charisma creeps
between petite and elongated structures.
As if the trembles and clairvoyance
Breath of fog take one last
Sight of you I take my last
Sound of fire going fast
Smell of flesh burning fast
Do not look at my eyes
I shall take your eyes
Whip of hair gone at last
