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Sunday, September 17, 2006


When you find me found in a shroud of death
Do not embrace me with your flesh
Do not kiss me with your soul
I'll be in my purist form beneath the earth
Leave me with no lover note
Walk out my door once again, everlast
My body cold as mornings blood upon the trees
Lick never again away my tears
Whisper never, speak it only one-time more
I'll die alone with poetry in my mind
Do not try and look nothing will be found
I leave you my limp body and soul ceaseless
Theres no point
There shall be no note covered in blood
Only a kiss of chilling fire beyond your lips

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