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The 24 Knives of September
Twilight, the phantoms of the past cavort Willow trees bending to the winds of change Eternity in the darkness of autumn nights Never knowing whether I shall live or die Tell me why my blood must feed the piercing thrusts Yell and scream at me, I no longer fear my demise Forever young, I dreamed of love Over the waterfalls my dreams were tossed Under the bridge where the evil gnomes live, dreams died Running over my heart, the cold dark water to entomb me Killing me they seem to feel, will be a pleasure Not for me to speak up, for I desire it Insight and realization that for me, illusions exist not Visions of my body, torn and carved, replay in my head Ever and ever and round and round September’s knives shall slaughter me into the ground Killing my soul was an easy task Intended kisses you knew could not last Luscious dreams turned into cold heartless nights Licking my wounds and weeping in fright Intense horrors, as the knives dig deeper Nowhere to run and hide, no hideout for the forsaken Gone are the hallucinations of a lover’s paradise Memories of the 24 knives of September Entwined in blood I shall take them to my grave
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