Jul 1, 2021, 1:49 PM

Hedera Helix XX.VI.2019 

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Tonight I was told
That you had a smile on your lips
And my execution you behold,
Putting hands leisurely beside your hips.
Hedera Helix wrap around my chest,
And howls of cursed souls I hear;
Again I'm dying; it's what I can do best -
A dead man with no hope or fear.
Ripped my heart out first,
Cut my throat after that;
Put the end of my curse,
Proove that even you can be sad. ...

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