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Oct 2011
Ill tempered she spews a trail of scorching flames



Dancing upon my flesh to the bittersweet tune of revenge



Streaks of treacherous agony hinder the walls of my arteries



Rupturing my veins with ghastly lullabies of a tasteless quality



A screeching echo of necrosis reverberates off my bones



Searing through the various networks of my cerebellum



Eating away at every layer of tissue with fierce vehemence



Bashing against my skull in a series of catastrophic head quakes



Until my ears cry waterfalls of scarlet tragedies from my eardrums



No level of mercy could shun the wages of sin that my body has partaken



The icy, cold kiss of the razor, sharp teeth piercing my neck belonged to



None other than the mysterious, velvet dragon herself wanting nothing more



Than to humiliate and slay me with a passion so lethal it could crack hearts



What I did to become a helpless victim to this horrendous act of ignorance



I have but not one clue but I accept my death with great bravery and honor
Glenn McCrary
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