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Words cannot describe
The color of blood,
Black and glistening
In the moonlight.
Give me a laugh,
A smile,
Something to show
You are still here.
The screech of spinning wheels
Cut through the night
Like the blade in your back;
Glistening.
Give me a laugh,
A sneer,
Something to show
And prove the fear.
I can hear
Your melody
Playing on the radio
Through your fuzzy voice.
Give me a knife,
A sinister grin,
To show
You can still kill.
Mind blank,
Back to the days
Of angels and demons,
Back to your decay.
One year of death,
Twelve years of the dead,
Three for your child,
And everyone for your demise.
Come on out
And show your body,
Seeping blood,
Dripping carrion.
My sweet love,
We shall be together
Don't you worry
Kill me now.
Forever hold your peace
If I still live
With a shattered blade
In my heart.
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