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Do you think this is a good poem?
She opens her mouth but the scream won't come out
His poisen lips could kill
She swallowed his breath in an intoxicating gasp for air.....
He slit her throat and she shot him dead,
Another example of teen love......
As they wait in their coffin powdered and painted white,
They float around
Stalking eachother
Waiting for the right moment
To Kill
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