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Surrender

I embrace your 
Midas touch 

leaving bruises all over my 
virgin soul. 

I revere the majesty of your words 

that render me hopeless of 

love. 

 

These sins (why should they be branded so?) 

are the definitions of my burning core, 

corrupted by your charming cruelty. 

Plunder my entrails and let me be one 

with the Whole. 

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