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I taste your lips; when you drip of poison;
Somehow you taste like candy;
I feel the darkness in my soul as it washes over every single bone;
The corpses walk among us; They sway like willow trees;
I hear the chains cling in the distance from the breeze;
You whisper into me; Something from the seas;
I'll take in your poison until I no longer breathe.
- Title: Lost Writer
- Artist: Oosamiij
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- Date: 12/18/2011
- Tags: lost writer
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