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The door-bell rings
It sings of a life renewing itself
In a ghost mansion
You and me, no more left together
Someone who can destabilise all aparitions
Of blood taste
Open and let her in
Let her dine and sleep
Then when the hour will strike two in night
Someone might feed us again.
© EdwardConnor
The door-bell rings
It sings of a life renewing itself
In a ghost mansion
You and me, no more left together
Someone who can destabilise all aparitions
Of blood taste
Open and let her in
Let her dine and sleep
Then when the hour will strike two in night
Someone might feed us again.
© EdwardConnor
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