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Manne

Bluelighter
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Matchbox hands and a scent of phosphorus
Oh Green, make me Black and tear asunder
Dried veins and creaking skin
As fall departs and winter impedes

A mound of decay quick turns to ash
 
8o WOW! The mods like it! Thanks guys for all of the compliments, I appreciate it, really =D
 
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