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Corsing The Bride

Look through my eyes,
Tinge my bleeding heart.

Consume my damaged soul,
Write me in your art.

Bare yourself to me,
Caress our state of mind.

Drip me with dark love,
Lust me from behind.

Taint my whistful blade,
Taint my hunger, deep inside.

Let my bloodlust carry,
Let the bloodlust..
Corse the bride...

.To Be Continued.

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Written December 31st, 2005

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