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Beneath her Contemptuous Gaze

Somewhere underfoot beneath her contemptuous gaze

Grinding and crushing

Blood rushing to her head

Misting bloody red

Wine and roses lay scattered

Dreams and schemes splattered

Left then right spinning into the vicious plight awaiting

Cold, colder yet as cruellest roaring sea

Light her slender form struck out at me

Red pretty toenails sharp as razors pledge th...

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