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These Satin Sheets (Death In You)

Beneath these satin sheets I cry
a comfortable sheath of dreams
that carry me beyond my mental eye
and inhibit my growing needs

Beneath these satin sheets I bleed
unable to feel external stimuli
I fight against the air to breathe
but pray I'll be your feast tonight

Beneath these satin sheets I die
by your gentle hand with a dull blade
I bleed to save you and I
and treasure the grave in which I lay

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On Monday September 6th, 2004, DarkWolf (447) writes:

Yet again, beautiful. "but pray ill be your feast tonight" and "I bleed to save, to save you and I, and treasure the grave in which I lay." great lines. Erotic in my eyes. -Michael

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