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Feb 2014
You left traces of venom on my lips
It took away my ability to breathe
My ability to talk
The only sense I could feel was touch
I could feel the venom invading my veins
Slowly your presence began to fade
My eyes were closing
I lost your grip & began falling down a cliff
My corpse landed on a meadow of flowers

I opened my eyes
Realized it was all nothing but a dream
I stood up to take a look in the mirror
My lips were left with your bite marks
You left traces of venom on my lips.
Jess
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Jess  In the astral plane ॐ
(In the astral plane ॐ)   
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