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Unic Cjonr

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Deathtime


The heat from the night breaks the sweat.
In my face and with distaste.
I am ice cold.
Shivers runs the spirals suede.
Crystallized are my thoughts.
Freezing my memories inside my head.
What to ever is left for my sins in the land of forever.
I will burden the carrying of my cross.
From one specific time to point me in the direction of another.
Craving the death of mine to be sudden.
I doubt much for a must.
Because, with whom the who? ? ?
Will I have to beg my mercy.
To score a really great one in a dEatHtImE bargain.

Submitted: Saturday, October 19, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 22, 2013
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