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Submitted:May 3, 2009 Reads: 71 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
rember me when you fall short
when you soul searches soap,
slipping still from the quill
of postmortum groap.
remember me when loves rigermortis
leaves a smile permanant
still gaze of horus
seeing lust or lament?
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