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lost

blood,dripping from my veins
over his poisonous fangs
he had control of me
I couldn't get free
from his grips
as the terms
let him go
to see this no
body he have with
to have to play Death
my last words
my pathetic words,screaming its
last goodbye
and at last I was free
Poem by welcometoMibba