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Greve Is Dead
My Soul is an empty absenth bottle
It yearns for the embrace of sweet dark darky darkness
pain is all that is eternal
my soul leaves me into the void
oh fallne prince such is the fate of the beautifull
so young, so wise, so hated
destroyed for your beautifull arrogance
like the grave
i long for your cold embrace
to be one with your death loins
like a razor blade on your wrist
mortal plodding continues onward
i feel weak and frail
prehaps it's the PCP
or prehaps it is my eternal angst
the shadows embrace you know
and i think i shall soon join you in sleep

-author unknown-

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