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silenced sliced skin, blood etching begins, red river flows, from my writs to toes. a coffin to a hearse, a killing curse, eyes fill with tears of blood, lay me down to descent into the mud.
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Apr 11, 2017
Apr 11, 2017 at 3:37 PM UTC
death
silenced sliced skin, blood etching begins, red river flows, from my writs to toes. a coffin to a hearse, a killing curse, eyes fill with tears of blood, lay me down to descent into the mud.
Eloi1997
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Apr 11, 2017
Apr 11, 2017 at 3:37 PM UTC
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