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i dream of you slumped over
all broken up sitting in
your own expanding red circle.
the red you could almost
call black.

in my dream i kneel down
beside you and start to
fill my hip flask
quickly from this congealing
mess,this puddle of life.

sighs of manifest
just the droning of that voice
makes venom build inside
my mouth,i can taste it.
i want to offer it to you
sink my teeth slowly into
your cheek,taking a deep
pleasure in watching
them innocent eyes flair.

mark my words one day
these hands of mine will
end you,will pound a rich
mince of flesh and bone.
Written by SEAN
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