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His tainted maiden I be,
Not king nor gentleman 
But the Mafioso
His tales travelled wide
Terror and fear
In name of respect he owns

In his heart a rot grows
Into a drunken forest
Of hatred, lust and power
With the virility  of a demon. 
I saw in his dark visage,
God in form of man...
Seeking to invade his vehemence 
To be a lost tale
Adorer, concubine, slave
Or his only woman 

His sins soon carved a tempest 
From the miseries of mystery 
He bellows "run away".
In the eye of the storm
I drop to my knees
With folded hands and crumpled will
I beg of him,
Take me tonight
Drown me in a sea of your ecstasy
Or Kill me tonight 
In the plain white moonlight
"shoot me"

My dying heartbeat
Before you triggered me dead
Will always echo in your ears,
My last stare
Will follow you everywhere
and cannot escape it,
My last breath
On your venomous lips
Will remain like an indelible scent 
And your child, 
I shall carry in my womb
To my shallow grave...

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