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Apr 2019
As you rip out my throat
so I know you did it with passion

The rush will send my heart fluttering
and the rubies will pour down my hands

Death which comes from grace
is more like a dance
than a battle
So I will no longer fight you
Written by
Mya  21/F/Wherever Souls Wander
(21/F/Wherever Souls Wander)   
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     Whisper Yes, Ansley, ---, Ray Dunn, Khoisan and 1 other
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