My Place

June 16, 2008
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The morgue! The morgue!
Pulsing through me, pulsing through you.
The twisted intoxication, the thrill,
Sailing through you.

The body! The body!
Dissect the victim, exhume the venom,
The history as you know it has changed.
Erase it from the books.

The blood! The blood!
Spilling on the floor, flowing from my veins.
A gasp for air, my last surge of life.
Stick me in my grave.

The end! The end!
Write the epitaph, carve the remembrance.
It's all I lived for, all you ever needed.
I found my place now.

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