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Cobwebs and layers of dust surround 

A heart left at the lost and found 

Her painted face hides much more than it shows 

Flashbacks to when the dye was cast 

Fresh talons from her sordid past

RIP through the skin beneath her fancy clothes 

She thought she\'d laid to rest this wrath 

Then like a mystic telepath 

He took one look and saw were she had been 

His crooked smile seemed worldly wise 

The first to hear her muted cries 

A battle hardened veteran of the scene 

The words came first and then the touch 

The prayers offered up in church 

Had burst the dam and washed away her fear

Excitement took them by surprise 

She met his lips and closed her eyes 

He wiped away her solitary tear 

The pent up passion both released 

Allowed a taste before the feast 

Three times she stood and fell back to the floor 

Her shaking weakened legs won\'t stand 

He holds on to her trembling hand 

She whimpers as he moves back in for more