Rotting Korpse Poems

Your kisses are sweet
and taste of cyanide.
Your touch is so cold,
it feels like ice
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It’s midnight my Dear
and we feel alive.
Let’s face the north
and have a deep, profound kiss.
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He has
Beautiful blonde hair
that outshines the sun.
Cold, blue eyes that
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A black crow stands on
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He sings various melodies in his deep baritone voice.
You can hear him ten miles away.
His beautiful voice makes this deep, beautiful noise.
You are speechless-
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Rain pours down on him
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You walk outside and are surrounded by shadows
shadows of people who aren't even there.
You walk by a tree and it sheds a leaf.
It falls on you
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