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Sunday, September 12, 2004

The Virgin Conquistador

He lures them in Such sweet girls Mere flowers for picking Angel faced orchids With rubies for lips As they spread for him Like petals on satin sheets Waiting to blossom, But then he plucks them One by one, only to discard The rotting stem when he is done. Sign in to see full entry.

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