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Two men, sick with love, lay in beds,
thoughts of great loss run through their head.
Thinking back, where the pain begins,
they starts to count her various sins:
The hawk swooped down from the grey sky,
its talons stretched out as it flew by.
A scream's let out as it gorges out every eye.
The tigress waits, crouched at its best.
The man sees, thinking its at rest.
A scream's let out as it rips the heart from his chest.
The snake, up the man's white leg, crawls.
The man's hope for life dies and falls.
A scream's let out as it tears off both of his balls.
After happening to each, they are both a mess.
For a time, they will fear anything in a dress.
thoughts of great loss run through their head.
Thinking back, where the pain begins,
they starts to count her various sins:
The hawk swooped down from the grey sky,
its talons stretched out as it flew by.
A scream's let out as it gorges out every eye.
The tigress waits, crouched at its best.
The man sees, thinking its at rest.
A scream's let out as it rips the heart from his chest.
The snake, up the man's white leg, crawls.
The man's hope for life dies and falls.
A scream's let out as it tears off both of his balls.
After happening to each, they are both a mess.
For a time, they will fear anything in a dress.