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A carefree embrace, now traped in his hold.
His face is painful, while his body is cold.
He asks me to go, my body scared stiff.
Unable to move, but my spirit still drifts.
So with shiny glass eyes, and porcelain white skin,
I follow my love into a world of sin.
- by The Morticians Toy |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/19/2010 |
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- Title: Death My Lover
- Artist: The Morticians Toy
- Description: Just a poem I wrote one day. It was around may and I was mumbling words on the top of my head while trying to beat the tardy bell to 2nd period. (Five minuets between the bell and tardy bell) So hope you enjoy.
- Date: 07/19/2010
- Tags: death lover
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- Ahseyo - 08/02/2010
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Woow! REally, really nice! 4/5 it had a good description... I could see the picture in front of my eyes. rate and comment back please???
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- _-Kassarie-_ - 07/22/2010
- wow i luv it! it kinda tells u a story or gives u a feeling of wats happenin rather than just telling you about some random stuff no one cares about X3
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