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2 months ago
In death

Floating along the wisp of life.
Feeling lost in heavens great strife.
My love is finally broken in shards.
The hatred that begins with you ends
With news of angst from stars and bars.

I read your palms time after time.
None of it can make any sense.
Joking and poking with a mime.
Often you gave in to your tense
Meaning when Venus was Aline with mars.

Getting no where with this simple song.
My anger is burnt up with your desire.
The angel in black has burned with fire.
Laughing with its evil, grinning bong.
My shroud is grass, the coffin is now.
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