She Fell Inlove With Death Himself
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Last published Sat, Feb 13, 2021
He is death, He stands alone.
He is the shadow I've always known.
He is a killer and he's dangerous, but I love him and his gentle touch.
He brings me the light that the daylight and sun could not bring,
He is my love, with broken wings.
He is death himself, and yet he is life.
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