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Love’s lusty body walks over to mine
her eye’s dark and numb
hands of milky white lips
swollen with blood.
Leaning over my face
she stabs my gut
   silently…,
calmly…
impaling my body
slightly.. smiling
her face crinkles
as I choke
on spit and
my tongue
spasms



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