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Created from nothing
As we create nothing -
You'll never find her body,
Bereft of every limb.
I stuffed them with my nightmares, -
I don't care where you take me,
Just as long as it's not backwards, -
A bright splash of red,
screaming crimson lipstick. -
I'll watch you drown in my hatred,
And never bat an eye.
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