"...mourning that day when far from the ashes shall rise..."
oh wicked crawling dirty wretch
I ran the wild when you said fetch
those hours drenched in sweaty sin
that fed off hunger pains within
surrendered flesh that came to learn
a raging lust designed to earn
the breathless sighs that cried for more
from timely visits at my door
in time I came to learn the crave
and ceased to be the willing slave
unbridled passion twas my scroll
now comely writ within my soul
~Moses Apollo
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