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By Star of David Date: 2011 Nov 18 Comment on this Work [[2011.11.18.11.40.28758]] |
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You must know You’re mine. And when You’re dead I will steal your body I will offer it to anything out there Feed you to the vultures, or the worms Or the wind. Let the meat eaters take you away So that no one can contain you In a marked grave I will find someday For I would then surely lay down and die beside it. Beside you. |