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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1936736

...they prick you slowly as the blood drips from your veins...

Souls of Hate

Souls of Hate
Your time to die
They kill the crossbreed
Between the lapse of time

Near death
You suffer pain
They prick you slowly
As the blood drips from your veins

Reimburse
A time to kill
You play your cards right
Then it's your turn to deal

Awaken dead
A time of fate
Your body lifeless, still
Is now a soul of hate.
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