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Technosex

ommy gun is clasped to the back
The sun glares on its surface!
The knives are pressed
To the throat
I'm a steel machine,
While you're a young woman
My caresses leave
The lacerated wounds!

It's the sex with engine
Of destruction!
Swallow oil, swallow bullets!
It's a technosex!
Imbibe the thirst for ravage!

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