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Foul Play

[font=Tahoma,Geneva]When I die
     go straight into my heart
     to perform your autopsy

     If it is not found to be
     exhausted, riddled
     with bruises or even burst
     there should be an investigation

           Suspect
           foul play
           if love
           did not kill me

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Written by myamberdog
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