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Cynthia


The CRONE and DeathThe CRONE and Death ------------------------------------------ Death creeps on me a shadow,The CRONE and Death
Black vapor with little nails pricking up my back, Rotten little teeth nipping and burrowing in my skin.
Thousands of heads. A thousand arms. Dirty is this disease.
Death coats my eyes amid his vomit, The darkness of pain. Crippled in anger sweet is sleep. Sweet as the poison of a tiny princess weeping, Her lips kiss red and soft as a heartbeat That stitch up my eyes with dust Dreaming dreams I dare not discuss.
I cannot breathe.
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There is a time for everything...
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look at them in the eyes. they'll remember you.
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