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Dec 2020
He grabs her pulse,
Pushed his long sharp nails
To her chest,
Pulls out her beating heart;
She's screaming for help
But he just leftβ€”
She thought that he loved her
But look at what happened to her,
She's now cold and alone,
Can she find her way back home?
From Coffin Of Thoughts
wizmorrison
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wizmorrison  22/F/Elm Street
(22/F/Elm Street)   
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