Entry #59: Fallen For A Corpse (Poem)

Kiss my wretched lips.

Taste death upon my breath.

The sweet stench of hopelessness.

Embrace my decrepit form.

Hold my body close to you.

Feel the bitter cold against your skin.

Wrestle with the stiffness of my bones.

Know that you have fallen for a corpse.

Devoid of warmth.

- Quiet-Emerald

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