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Death-Bed
They gathered at the foot of the stinking bed, silently witnessing the final rasping breath, of a once beautiful, heaven-sent thing, now decaying and rotting and fumbling for death. Jealousy held hands with envy and sneered, tears fell like tombstones from her spiteful eyes, 'I love you' she whispered from poisonous lips, 'even though you represent all that I despise'. Betrayal nodded his head and grinned, the mask that he wore did not reveal his eyes, he blew the kiss of death across the room, safe and warm in his heavy disguise. Misery bowed his head and moaned, why did he have to be here in this terrible place, he just wanted to go back to his shallow grave, all of this solemnity was more than he could face. The form on the bed slowly melted away, vanishing like a dream never to return, betrayal and jealousy turned and walked slowly away, as misery mourned for the love that they'd spurned.
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