Tell me your wicked desires
why do you hide from me?
I am the dark of night
and the chill in your bones
I will rest rotting
beside your scars
lie here next to me
creaking in our coffins
for death
is just the beginning for us my dear…

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Categories: Creative Writing, Poetry, Writing

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