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My love
Three knives in your head,
blood pouring down your back,
spiders knit their webs in your hair,
snakes wrapping around your neck,
witches and sounds waking you up
in the middle of the night...
This is a farewell my love
blood pouring down your back,
spiders knit their webs in your hair,
snakes wrapping around your neck,
witches and sounds waking you up
in the middle of the night...
This is a farewell my love
Published 5th Oct 2011
| Edited 12th Dec 2011
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1st Dec 2011 7:02pm
2nd Dec 2011 9:43pm
19th Dec 2011 12:26pm
Nice poem check out mine oh and just want to correct you when you said I'm not a satan you meant satanist
19th Dec 2011 8:07pm
actually, I do mean Satan. Because some people call me that, even though I'm not
22nd Dec 2011 11:16am
22nd Dec 2011 3:30pm