Poem by: Nessly305
Look at the bugs all over my body now.
I must not allow.
Stop you in your god forsaken tracks.
Counting your number on the body racks.
Till hell do you part.
Its just another start.
Another way in another time.
Contradicts another rhyme.
I want you gone out of my head.
My blood will stain you red.
Releasing the spirits within.
To live in complete sin.
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