Cannibalistic
I am a barbaric wench
Like serpents that crawl on their bellies
And live in the dark abyss
Many situations in this life
Has drained the soul that once lived
That was sensitive to emotional jargon
And the need to bargain
For the love from another
That only comes with turmoil of its own
My god.....it feels great to be alone
To be emancipated, footloose and fancy free
From the bondage of a commitment
Now I truly know redemption
I will continue to satisfy
My lascivious appetite
Don’t be afraid.....
I promise I won’t bite
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