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Necromancer love

She's a hurricane, category 5.
She's morphine, keeping me alive.
She blew in off the atlantic.
I fainted I panicked.
I died.
Dead as can be, floating in debri
Felt a sensation inside of me
Warm and tingling, it felt so good.
I'm alive, how can this be?
Who's this beauty looking at me?
Soft brown eyes screaming love.
Smiling wide as can be.
Finally I can see.
The hurricane, my necromancer love
It's all the same thing!
This is where I'm meant to be.
Floating to next to her.
In whatever sea.
Written by Jeremiah_Miah
Published | Edited 6th Jan 2017
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