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Cupid's arrow doesn't miss,
I lift your face for one more kiss,
With moonlight on a silver ***** -
A whetstone sharpened razor blade.

Six months ago they found you dead
But now, at last, I have your head.
Antigone Awkward
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Antigone Awkward
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