Tales from the unfortunate

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ode to the sinner

Sinner oh what do I owe the pleasure? Grimace trailing up the cheeks, worn with virtue. Chastity emulated by the impure one itself. Tricking its victims into becoming his puppets.

Master don't pull the strings too hard. My frail body's not made to be played. Cuts and scrapes were once reminders of your presence. Once an innocent, twice caught in the web. Taking the fall from grace, down under I trace new tokens from Grace.

Oh sinner within me, when will we learn?

- Cari

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