she awaits far more the smell of dandelion.
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love dripping with blood.
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a mask to cover her hate and a hand to cover the mouth.
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he bites away at her face like cracks to concrete she breaks.
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like concrete to cracks she remains.
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in still life frame covered in dust.
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a perfumed love sickens to his eyes.
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she gently strokes the heartache he lives for.
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and pounds a beating rhythm against hers as the walls still drip with blood.
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off her hands shielding the face of tears that endlessly love...
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warning arms of compassion through blue skies of desperate lies.
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as concrete to fists tonight rains.
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bloodhsed. she dies.
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Dandelion
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| 7 Angels 7 Plagues |
