Poetry #58 - My Black Grudge

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My Black Grudge

give me
Black dagger,
Blackened cotton
Black bile
As well as petal black petals
To perfect my black magic
To grab the black sukma
In the middle of a black night and the roar of a black wolf
From a black-blooded man who has blackened my heart
With her black love ...

Give me a black cigar
To blacken the mouth of a bitch
Who is hiding in the mask of sainthood

give me
Black heart
My biore is torehkan
On a heart liar.
And the hypocrisy of black love
From the sinner who reflects the lust of lust