sweet escape

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oh death! my beautiful wonder

hiding in forests' gloom

i choose you, oh death, over the sun

your face does glisten and gleam

oh death, you look so pretty from afar

but oh so frightening up close!

my bottom lip does quake

as i breathe in your fowl smoke

you cradle me in your rusty claws

you paint me in your blood

your grave is cozy

your gaze ominous

your fingers hypothermic to touch

i take you, oh death, over love's bitter taste

its fruitless moon awoke

oh, i wish to dance with death!

to be taken under their cloak

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