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Once flesh, soft features, Screaming voice, blue. Now bones, decaying in the soil. The snakes ****** your skin, The worms became your friends The birds ate your eyes, your spirit in the clouds flies by And I will watch you through the screen. And hear your voice within my dreams, When I awake in 68’ To play a dangerous game with lady fate To meet you, a sacrifice I will make.
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Dec 7, 2021
Dec 7, 2021 at 4:59 PM UTC
The End
Once flesh, soft features, Screaming voice, blue. Now bones, decaying in the soil. The snakes ****** your skin, The worms became your friends The birds ate your eyes, your spirit in the clouds flies by And I will watch you through the screen. And hear your voice within my dreams, When I awake in 68’ To play a dangerous game with lady fate To meet you, a sacrifice I will make.
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24/F/Ireland
Dec 7, 2021
Dec 7, 2021 at 4:59 PM UTC
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