Her fix,, my addiction.
Force fed my love, She masticates and swallows. Peristaltic palm fronds, bow to me. And disregard the gag reflex, It trickles through the crowd, Breaking free, its then shoved, into the mouth of an alchemist, eviscerated, mixed with acid, and injected into her heart, whilst I am combined with ammonia and sodium to be cauterized, sterilized and excreted.
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