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Aug 2016
eat me alive

in the darkest
coldest
part of the night

the moon
will not
haunt you

nor follow
your footsteps
in the midst
of our
love's demise

i can smell
your flesh
from afar

eat me alive

i'd rather
be dead
than being
alone
JK Cabresos
Written by
JK Cabresos  M/PH
(M/PH)   
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