By Star of David
Date: 2011 Nov 18
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When you’re dead I will steal your body

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.