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Marlow Raxis · (08-17-2017)

"And low and behold, this lowly corpse-minded thinker has plagued me with his infamous stench of vocabulary, desperately trying to draw me down into his casket of sun forsaken dreams; proving, unknowingly, my point."

Clapping his hands, not out of approval, but because the first coffin fly as finally emerged; spreading it's transparent, filth wings prompting the inevitable squashing against the window of a more intelligent being. Rubbing his nose, Marlow desperately tried to hold back the amusement from betraying his lips, sighing in disgust as they betrayed him. Giving into the inevitable, he flashed his sadistic smile; relishing in the thought that his veil of angered infused darkness has chosen to encompass this weakened soul.

"Are you capable of spilling a seed into a woman, or has years of self gratification robbed you of such an act that doesn't involve your lonely hand? Do you know what a woman is? Or sadly, was the last time you tasted a woman was when she shoved you out, munching happily along the way knowing this was your only chance of tasting the forbidden fruit?"

Shaking his head, while wiping away a fake tear, he began to smile again.

"Or is your reasoning for disturbing me, failing in your vain attempt to seduce me to your level, a product of your own self inflicted failure at marrying the blade that could have set you free?"

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