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Taste of Death
Slithering snakes cover her skin.Her legs spread wide,inviting me in.Smiling at me i see blood in her eyes.Everything she touches dies.Her body is bolted together and comes apart,like a maniquen.I lick her breasts.I peal off her skin.I can see the blood run through her body and the evil eyes.The eyes always watching me. Were leaving now,Ill take her head.Dead babies stain the bed.Blood paints the walls.Her death calls,watching me.Shes alive but i sucked her soul through her mouth and out of her head-while we fucked on deaths bed.
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