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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=549983" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Death' is when 'You' milk 'It</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Death' is when 'You' milk 'It' and milk it, milked<br>and you drive it, forever and ever, <br>upward and upward and never down ward, insane.<br>Death is two silky hands covered in hot burning oil, <br>that start at the base and death loves to covers each lamp.<br>While the flame burns inside the brown paper bag exposed.<br>Pushing death deep without compassion through the pale <br>full moon, as death walks around, ignoring your cries.<br>Heaven for death and coming so close to death you find.<br>Death makes you come over to your friends house once <br>again, in your mind while those pearls in the bag, <br>are laid up on the shelf that you share, with deaths pink pig.<br>Death moves both horns closer, driven unforgiving together, <br>one here and one there, ever closer, untiring you are laid out as art.<br>Death knows when the sky is on fire, say it again and again.<br>Death and truth, death is like an epileptic seizure, <br>when more than those silky soft hands, <br>never moved all the way down, <br>and a river of hot molten 'death' sprays, <br>in your hair each black day.<br>Death is as proud..and as proud of you, Death is, <br>as you splash it around, all about town, <br>Death and 'Death's' protein mask so tight, you peel it off.<br>Death was just the tip of the ice burg and death melted it, <br>with death's thick and full, red buried, unyielding lips.<br>'You' love to have your fun with death, as you milk it over <br>and over, the milk never expires, death never tires, <br>and many, <br>many are deaths executions from death's weepy milked eye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Is+It+Poetry">Is It Poetry</a><div class=q>
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Death is two silky hands covered in hot burning oil, 
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