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Shiver (Free verse) by Skamper brittle hands grasp
the meaning
behind his undertakerâs smile
she labours
in the loosening
he's giving chances
existances competing
breath saccharine
sickening
fingers driven
free the aromatic
pleasures of the dead
creating monuments
he tongues her skin
issue slick
dripping
cold walk comforts
trailing patterns
set by the unforseen
he finds her beauty
stilling
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