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Your Autopsy

When they do your Autopsy I just hope that the Pathologist feels Every waund I inflict on you With my ice axe Being hacked to death Your immorality Will be the death If you Darling.

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29 / F / Almonte

Published: Feb 8, 2019
LinesWords: 1235

Tags: #rage #poems #anger #love #lost #cheaters #poem #poetry

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