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Your Monster (my death)
The monster you have become is feasting apon me it gnashes my bones..rips my flesh bites into my brest. the chewing...the crunching the horrable sound of you eating my body but its not just my body you injest my soul is the rest.You arenow the heartless beast thats killing me...takeing me within your body to norish your inner pain you drink my blood and call it your love.you beat me to tender the flesh for your meal my insides taste sweet to you...dont they? i lay beneath you not alive but my heart still beats for you.
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