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Sep 2019
I provide
no shadow
after nightfall

but,
wooden stakes
cast no
worrisome thoughts

side of
mouth may
drip a
reddish hue

upside down
horizontal
i conquer
the undead

until sunrise
my love
starved slave
you become

the ravens
cackle and
the bell
tolls

never fear
an ebon
sky

passion's fill
is an
endless
overflow
TheConcretePoet
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TheConcretePoet  Isle of Poet
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