Still do I writhe and Wriggle on your hook, begging For merciful death.
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Fiction, memoir, and musings, from Minotaur Productions
Still do I writhe and Wriggle on your hook, begging For merciful death.
Forever chained to Long for unspoiled air and Unbroken vistas.
He must now return, To where he was twisted and Evil was installed.
Tallest tower, where I languish as time ripens. Beauteous, beastly
Melodramatic Physician 