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Sweet Gloria

Tags: love, dark

Long my night eternal dark
in the womb of this pine box  
how can I age without your tears
longing for your breasts
my sweet Gloria  
as my lips suck your marrow
until the dawn's stallions
return me to the paddock  
of the fields and peat
in the womb of this pine box 


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