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Apr 2011
The purity of your sacrifice lingers on my deranged thoughts
Tender fingers caressing the shivering slivers of your broken spine
Sultry vampyric lips licking at my broken glass wounds
A fist shatters the silence of the night
A thousand times
Ending it all in a pool of blood and yellow tape
We can no longer envision the sunrise together
Brandon
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