"Death 's Cold Knife"
Eyes closed sweetly, deep in sleep.
Cheeks still flushed where lashes meet.
Lips so red, still full of life.
Skin yet pierced by Death 's cold knife.
A tear remains tattooed in place.
Heartbeat stilled in its frantic race.
~END~
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