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    A new poem for c/c please - Femininity Swept.?

    Femininity swept screaming blue curses - a newly naked gullet scorched through bellows n' bawling, of the desperate hearted unable to clutch porcelain shores. Dripping threads once reminiscent of hourglass days - clothed in cotton trails (lipstick a careless smear) thrashed insanely as...
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