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May I Slay?

How may I kill you
lil’ Miss Bliss of mine?

Something has ruptured from within.
So baneful I am!

I’ve set ablaze pools of oil within your eyes;
till they sorely dry to a desert in Hell.

Our touching bodies share their last kiss,
vainful moments are these.

Looming…
Her eyes sink into the abyss of mine.
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Written by gothicsurrealism (Daniel Long)
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