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death lingerer and baby, it was eaither **** you or **** me the old mans tale, **** or be killed and i know which choice you'd much have prefered baby you got lucky, because the only one who wanted you more alive then yourself was me, myself, i did and so i did the deed the do that you wanted done and now im dead, but baby, baby, baby, i'm not gone dont you sigh of releif like that dont you show false greif the way you're looking over my dead body i might mistake it for lust, desire, hunger and i may be dead but the false hope still kills baby, i'm biting back a scream you'll never hear and you'd think that it was over you'd think my deaths ruthless grip would **** it all out of me satiate the love, the lust, the desire but it's only framed it stronger nothing makes me want you more i crave you more then ever and i've been messing with the rules i've been pushing the buttons because every day in your life brings you closer to me and everyday in my death my soul lingers with yours.
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Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
death linger
death lingerer and baby, it was eaither **** you or **** me the old mans tale, **** or be killed and i know which choice you'd much have prefered baby you got lucky, because the only one who wanted you more alive then yourself was me, myself, i did and so i did the deed the do that you wanted done and now im dead, but baby, baby, baby, i'm not gone dont you sigh of releif like that dont you show false greif the way you're looking over my dead body i might mistake it for lust, desire, hunger and i may be dead but the false hope still kills baby, i'm biting back a scream you'll never hear and you'd think that it was over you'd think my deaths ruthless grip would **** it all out of me satiate the love, the lust, the desire but it's only framed it stronger nothing makes me want you more i crave you more then ever and i've been messing with the rules i've been pushing the buttons because every day in your life brings you closer to me and everyday in my death my soul lingers with yours.
a poem about a dead woman's love
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Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
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