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death is in the flowers heart

don't ever cry for the life of any petal

and so is death in the black ink of weary pens

the writing yearns on his paper

death is laughing in his cry

the beating disclosing from his sleeve

death ignores the plight of any purity

she doesn't care or seem to be aware

of what his flaming eyes desire for

death beckoned

"embrace the jar"

and he did

for death of course

no other woman would open up his hands

and bid him with a kiss

so death became his bliss

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PrommisiosKitten
15:24 Aug 31 2013

Your kitten loves Master

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PrommisiosKitten
15:24 Aug 31 2013

Your kitten loves this Master

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