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I walk with a sword
There's a gun on my neck A bomb on the side of my heel I lie nails and tacks on my floor My hands and my feet grasp heads Twisting the will until a call of death Resounds to let you live My best weapon Seals winters through the trials Of your fears Is this blood Is the blood Mixed with mud In the river of truth It is winter of your life That I will take from you And give you back My coldness My bones broken off To strike the red torrent In the snow of your sorrow Let me kill Your death |
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any poems about new long distance relationships? thanks
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