unbathed
I reign in my filth
a dirty girl once more
awaiting for my lord
somedays she is wrapped
in a blanket of sadness
other days she simply longs
to tip toe once more
naked across the floor
determined to never wash again
until she is with him
he will wipe the dirt of humanity
off her gently
lick upon her wounds
from the inside out
with an immaculate conception
that dries tears
and annihilates her fears
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