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Death is only the beginning
Of such a sweet dream -
Your lips are crimson lined with blood
As you smile at me mischievously.
Blood shed, bodies -
Her wrists cut deep: wounded
Scars etched in her face -
I laughed when I bled a thousand drops of blood
Really i laugh though I felt like crud -
Spinning across the stage as if she's the definition of grace
Her body moves as if it was a lang
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