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Chill Beats


Years spent in anticipation, looking fondly for this day
they find themselves in admiration of a sick charade
(The flickers of cruelty seem so distant)
Out of the frying pan, into the fire
“'Til Death do us part!”
The wretched act has taken place
a smile spreads across her face
while observing the life fading from his

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