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~Death to the Young~

Dark hair
pale face
he wears the look of death
his tiny chest
no longer rises
his eyes no longer open
cool touch
body stiff
he now dances in the after life
his mind forever dark
his limbs no longer move
blue lips
stale blood
lowered into the ground
never more to live
Written by broken_shadows (nina stillwell)
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