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Blooms
By AnarKoRn
Here in the darkness
There is no life
Here in my weakness
There is no light
Death is rendered
The corpse is fresh
Young and tender
She yearned for my caress
There is no warmth
Within my skin
Only deep darkness
And cold blood within
Her mouth was rosy
Death blooms on my lips
Her life a fresh posy
And I've withered the tips
Death has now claimed her
Inside her shallow grave
Flowers dead, I above her
Yet I know not her name
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© 2006 AnarKoRn
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On Thursday, May 11, 2006, mywristshurt
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wrote:
damn.. you're good.. i wish i could write half as good as this.. lemme check out your other stuff thou b4 i put you on my favs
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