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Dead
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CarribeanBlue PM
Wrote this cause i was thinking bout death.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Horror/Suspense - Words: 60 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 04-20-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3015131
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Dead

When I drop dead,

The grass will be my bed.

The voices fade from my head,

My body leaks the color red.

Drip, drip, drip it will go,

In a tiny river it will flow,

Round and round my head;

Till I settle long side the dead.

But it will have to wait,

Till the world decides my fate.

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