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dieing alive
By insanemonroe
He let the cold steel blade fall to the side
The open flesh let out a cry
A murmur a groan a call inside
the truth be told he was dieing alive
His pain, his fear was all abound
His soul, his love was nowhere to be found
A mumble, a gasp, a simple last breath
He fell to the floor and just bled to death
+[ so its not great but its what josh wanted ]+
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© 2008 katherinejackson/insanemonroe
Published on Tuesday, July 8, 2008.
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