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Death will do us part


laying cold dripped in sweat eyes rolled back shaking at the tips I sit hear wondering why o why I fall to my knees frightened by the sight purple lips and cold blood I hold you hand feel your icy skin I ask why o why you promise me you hold my hand and carry me through the troubling nights now you sit laying on my vacant chest as I think back to are last kiss the way you held my hips I grabbed my finger tips and touch your lips softly thinking back to the nights filled with such lust I sit her now looking in your eyes unable to let go of those nights I wiped away your last tears and slowly begun mine I prayed to God screaming why o why I hear the sirens time is dying fast I cant let go yet you were my past and you were my preset and will be forever my future I dropped to the floor and garbed the gun and took one gun shot to the head and became one as they busted through the door as death filled the air they fell to there knees tears stained there cheeks two beautiful angles lifted from hell they rest in peace for those who died in glory of love and burn in hell for those who loved
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