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Published: 2010-03-06 22:37:33 +0000 UTC; Views: 108; Favourites: 2; Downloads: 6
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Too many crows caw at your arrivalfor my taste as madness creeps across your skull,
reverberating laughter on the bone walls -
they sing doom to any that cross your path.
You are the black tongue of the bubonic plague,
the Devil's accomplice, bringing with you
the kiss of death
while corruption bites at your heels,
waiting for the taste of innocent blood
to kiss its lips and shrivel up until nothing is left.