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ripe
By Exodus
the night escapes your cynical bleeding
the breath, it reaches out to the sea
(wash me of my sins)
bow down to your king, of me.
and i bled the sanguine tide, she blessed
i've been tainted with your holy hand, my lord.
you've been infected by the blood of me
bow down
-you're dying for love-
-bounded by the blinding light-
-shes been pierced through the heart-
-by you and only-
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Copyright 2004 Exodus
Published on Sunday, March 14, 2004.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Monday, March 15, 2004, stormtalk
(729)
wrote:
"You've been infected by the blood of me" has great and subtle rhythm... and everyone loves a "bow down." Shorter than your usual stuff, but just as strong.
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On Monday, March 15, 2004, Mistress Morbid
(405) wrote:
"the night escapes your cynical bleeding" loved this line. Well done =) Morb
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On Sunday, March 14, 2004, nell
(271) wrote:
ahh i like yhis it is so short but says ultimatly more than one would expect;) i like the concept of you making a lord bow down to you
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