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Her Scars Became Ornaments of My Desire

from Lacrimosa by Wet Nurse.

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Beneath the surface there lies a cancer. Sliding a razor to reveal our nature. A hopeless endeavour. Forcing yourself into me. Forcing myself into you. The process of becoming. Ending with nothing. The terror and the longing of being alive. I wanted to see it stream from your eyes, and form a river, to run forever. Keep it safe inside. Her scars became ornaments of my desire. Remnants of an ecstatic posture. Every time her lips touched mine. Death fermented tastes like wine. Every time she spread her thighs. Pain would fill us both with pride. Forcing yourself into me. Forcing myself into you. The vanity of existence is held between her breasts and the road to hell is paved with cervical flesh.

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from Lacrimosa, released March 7, 2015

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