Zzang: Archive – Random Poem

 

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do not like me,
for i am death
to glance at me is blinding
to kiss me only infects you
with the disease of idiocy
to love me is to choose your fate
like the other who said they
cared
your life will begin and i will
die again while fading into a
background
i will be forgotten.

-Nancy Wilensky

 

 

 

 

 

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