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Death; Enticing

from Contagious Loathing by Without Me

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Death; It seems to be the only thing I think about anymore. I can taste it on my lips. I lick up against my gums. It's sweet, without the bitter. It's rich, without being blatant. It's hesitant, yet impatient. It's independent, but dependable. Insistently exquisite. Death; Enticing.

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from Contagious Loathing, released December 8, 2014

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