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Sweet Skinned Angels

Horde Of Worms

Sweet Skinned Angels
Burning, my Eden is aflame Twisted, sickly limbs contorted Tho’, forever reaching skywards Clasping those fistfuls of heaven * I crushed its bones so divine Eyes and voices wept together * A life forsaken To her angelic sweetness A life now taken Plucking halos, softened feathers * Sweet skinned angels…

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