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Cold...Cold Woman I came to you shrouded in loneliness pleading for love for my yearning body You did not contest my fervent advances as I stroked you beautiful naked form I loved you for hours exploding in ecstasy like never before satisfied...content...fulfilled But you were unmoved a cold...cold woman nearly as frigid as the icy metal slab upon which you lay. |
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One of my horror poems.
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