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My Morbid Fantasy



my mordib one,




















Submited By : lindlin  
Date: 09 December 2007
Author: lindlin
Rating: 2.5/5 (31 votes cast)
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My Morbid Fantasy
Drops of water sliding down from a face

Of a dead body apearing in my morbid imagination

This is your body
but this is not your lace

On the neck of the slipping deadful space

This, unfortunately, is not you at all
This is just such a materialistic thing,

This cannot be so close to you because
you are not What and How i really see

And it's rainning more and more with the very shortest moment

Covering the body with the tears of mine

It's becoming dark, disgusting and so faul

All the Evil they have given you

Transmutate to be the lovers of your body

They are sucking out all of you
to present it all to their lover

And someone is staring at the
dead body now

And the closer i come up to him
The Better i smell his scent

I've found out you are trying to join me

And the killer desires my body so bad

I'm shooting out of my imagination

But it's holding me deeply

As it's me who is killer
As it's me who is dead
As it's me who is a true maker
-lindlin -

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