Vogue
Wanton goddess of fiery freedom
With soft silken raven tresses
Sickly with the jealous aura of the moon
As I spread my legs to a dog that begs
Disgraceful chains! Hold me steadfast
Beauty! Hide your dishonor and shame
Useless, wasteful drunken shits
On your knees, pay homage
Most vulnerable naive youth
Lost in dreamless wakeless sleep
Feast on the nothing I have to offer
Lovers lasting eternal truth
Blood on the lips of my love
Arresting my soul
As the brazen beauty of powerful arm
Hanging the man-made-wolf
I fight my battles, and yours, too
Casting lots for remnants of hope
Tossed upon the angry seas
Into a marrige of convinence
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