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AnneWhereHaveYouGone...

April 28, 2008
By Anonymous

how horrid these creatures.
how horrid to be.
for soulless lips, which kiss none the less,
which kiss for the pain of the throat,
which kiss ever so passionately...
for kisses ever so empty, for kisses ever so sweet.

but to remain alone, amongst these...
for horrid things, horrid things they are!
...
Yet I tell you,
the terror never left my face!
And yet I tell you...
to gaze onto a creature of the moon!
to feel lips of death!


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