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One Last Time

by @xenna

Time to time It wonders by Without a breathe It reeks of death. Cloaked in red But dark as black. As his hands clasp To his partners grasp, Tight as death. He appears at the door And at her bed, to glimpse at her To entwine His finger along with hers. As she breathes her final breathe He sheds his only tear As he stares At her demise.

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