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Undead Heart

Love me in black
and let me
taste the orange of
our rising
the red of those
cherries shake
my foundations
to their hardening
a drink of your
magnitude is
anything but kind
is it in
the punch
of a
first sip
that entices
and entangles
us in its smooth
and sweet poisonous
silky but sexy
Oh my goth
why do you blow
ever so softly
on the sparks
of all this dank dungeon's
darker passions
kissing my
bat and black wings
this lovely but deadly
widow of
the evening knows
my every thought
of Eden
and dances within the dangers
of my now beating undead rotted
giving me one good reason to
hold , showing me
how to go on
and we will
rock in the eternal
night until we bled

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By ThaPoeticFire

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