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Twelve Apostles

Tales from the charnel house with a carnage, postmortem. Clinging  
to the veins. Waltzing with the dead. Feeling vibrations in a bloodless
bouquet . Sanitized by the Chanel, discoloring the flesh of a past discretion.
Touched by the scalpel of the hanging blue lights. As the twelve apostles
deliver the mail. Shooting it up with formaldehyde.
 
Written by adagio
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