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SPELLBOUND, SPELLBOUND, SPELLBOUND, SPELLBOUND, SPELLBOUND, SPELLBOUND

Death sits in wait

in the empty valley

of your sleeper cell.

The confession of a guilt

liberates the funeral

of a martyr.

Give me your breasts

for a modular test.

Don't let the milk go waste.

Your pearly teeth

were biting negativity of the red

chilli of dark sex

before the sunrise

in a kingdom of debris

of long names.

Satish Verma

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SPELLBOUND

Death sits in wait

in the empty valley

of your sleeper cell.

The confession of a guilt

liberates the funeral

of a martyr.

Give me your breasts

for a modular test.

Don't let the milk go waste.

Your pearly teeth

were biting negativity of the red

chilli of dark sex

before the sunrise

in a kingdom of debris

of long names.

Satish Verma

------------------

SPELLBOUND

Death sits in wait

in the empty valley

of your sleeper cell.

The confession of a guilt

liberates the funeral

of a martyr.

Give me your breasts

for a modular test.

Don't let the milk go waste.

Your pearly teeth

were biting negativity of the red

chilli of dark sex

before the sunrise

in a kingdom of debris

of long names.

Satish Verma

------------------

SPELLBOUND

Death sits in wait

in the empty valley

of your sleeper cell.

The confession of a guilt

liberates the funeral

of a martyr.

Give me your breasts

for a modular test.

Don't let the milk go waste.

Your pearly teeth

were biting negativity of the red

chilli of dark sex

before the sunrise

in a kingdom of debris

of long names.

Satish Verma

------------------

SPELLBOUND

Death sits in wait

in the empty valley

of your sleeper cell.

The confession of a guilt

liberates the funeral

of a martyr.

Give me your breasts

for a modular test.

Don't let the milk go waste.

Your pearly teeth

were biting negativity of the red

chilli of dark sex

before the sunrise

in a kingdom of debris

of long names.

Satish Verma

------------------

SPELLBOUND

Death sits in wait

in the empty valley

of your sleeper cell.

The confession of a guilt

liberates the funeral

of a martyr.

Give me your breasts

for a modular test.

Don't let the milk go waste.

Your pearly teeth

were biting negativity of the red

chilli of dark sex

before the sunrise

in a kingdom of debris

of long names.

Satish Verma

------------------

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