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dead like a
beaten rose
torn to the ground and
ripped apart
blood splattered
hands paint the white walls
the satanic rituals of my own
desire
lay my new found friend on the alter
and be what we all would like
to be
dead but some how alive
a deader
- by ryoshuchan |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/10/2009 |
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- Title: deader
- Artist: ryoshuchan
- Description: the policies of life are far more different than those of the dead
- Date: 07/10/2009
- Tags: deader
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