A Fox Tale
Maud The Moth
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Swollen eyes, like cliffs
Diminished, marking skin
With poisoned embers
How your modesty embellished
Son, we are hungry for the moment
Boy, you thread I am the needle
Let me saw the cracks between us
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If it hurts, I'll crush my knuckles hard
Pack the need inside my legs so tight