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My legs quiver as I walk though the slush.
The darkest night not even a hush.29 lines, 5 comments, on Aug 19 12:13 PM 2006. In Dark -
I make love to your corpse
And show you the last bit of warmth
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Lips dry flaking with the intense fever
Blood curls as the perpetration expels -
Friday the thirteenth the ground opened
fire rushing as the world trembled -
From the time that I married you
and you said that I do -
You arouse from the depth of Hell
You’re the master of all that are there -
You’re the Demon of death
that takes the life from their breath.
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