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| Wrath of Me |
| Wrapped in this temptation a sensual glove of sin moving in wondrous pleasure let the wrath of me begin You meant to just ignore things that I have offered look upon me now, husband it seems you should have bothered Oh, how I will relish the stunned look upon your face my mirth will ring quite loudly when you pompous grin's erased You believe you are the better of the two halves of this whole in this travesty of marriage where I, as goods, was sold As I writhe in ecstacy know that another now lays claim and in passion's sweet release I no longer call your name In this wasteland of desire black-cloaked I fircly ride and my only destination is to trample upon your pride |
| Art by Hon. John Collier "Lilith" |
| Background by Kat's Graphics |
| Copywrite 2001 Maria G. Abernathey |
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