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" in death terms "
ooh battle cries
again and again
I hear your echoes
wher the birds
hide
and death sing
and slow dance
they do
flirtatious warriors
wit swords
spilling cusswords
in death terms
from pretty morns
to blood filled
nites
© thebluesun
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