#77431 - We ran with them laughing and mad, I ripped at her clothes until they were shreds, She shrugged them off among the rows, Looking back she smiled to me in the moonlight. I laid her on the grave and took her again, Her cries blended and melded with the spirits, I emptied my seed into her time and again, Until came the graveyard sunrise. Her eyes open and she looks to the sun, Oh, what beauty, she says, What pure natural beauty, She pushes herself up against the stone.
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