Truth. Lies. What do we believe? Both sting likewise; love and hate The memory burns Like Sulfric Acid rain In your sleep...
It's not her smile that lingers Or a smell - but her name A cunning wide-grimaced smile With blood in your mouth A familiar taste; Integrated DNA
You can't bring back the dead.
by Unsung Stories
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