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[bodytext] => Your death is the Deliruim of losing sleep. It is the ska songs Never ending, always playing, Off of old worn out cassettes. It is the tears of florets, And the blood of tidal waves. Your dying leaves The bittersweet taste of blood Long after the body is found. How is it that a death Could be so perfect? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 48 [informant] => xbleedingheart [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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