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Post-mortem bordem (Free verse) by little_big_nose
I couldn't help myself
I just had to end you
You never did anything to me
But poison me with endless youth
It is so cold out here
Your blood steams as it hits the floor
I have you tied up
And you will not escape me anymore
I make you sit and listen
You ask if I have a reason
I bend near and whisper three simple words
You're in season
Why are you crying
Your tears flow as freely as your blood
If you're lucky I'll make it quick
Your last words ask me to let you run
Staring at you I feel pity
You think you have a life to miss
The only part of you I recognize
Are the happy scars on your wrists
Your body looks so fragile
I will make sure to handle with care
Now as I lay you to rest
I see death works best in pairs
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Weighted score: 5.5827065
Overall Rank: 2369
Posted: June 3, 2004 3:31 AM PDT; Last modified: June 3, 2004 3:31 AM PDT
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