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A Bloody Bouquet

I can feel it slowly slipping away
Gnawed all day, a steady decay
Set loose on the world, to my dismay
I throw my hands up to the sky and pray
to forgive my morals which I betray
that held back the dark I held at bay

Screeches echo, they want to play
My demons set free, and I must obey
I can only watch as my hands slay
Ripping through flesh, scarlet spray
Slicing my prey to put on display
A bloody bouquet
Written by sstruhar (AFleetingMemory)
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