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Cherry-Picked

Delia M.M. Crowley

Copper Bitch

pissing pennies.

Road to fury -

Hell has too many.


Centipedes in

the cherry tree.

Witches Brew,

and bones picked clean.


Sweet Sixteen,

we mark you the queen.

Lies that crack teeth,

and make you fall to your feet.


Laced and woven,

with deceit and distortion -

The Devils Sorceress

has chosen.


Death in New Age,

Circle the stars.

Fucked in the fire.

A child is what

The Devil desires.


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