It's said that time heals wounds
And I believe this true
Yet I never expected this day to occur
The doctor took away my wings
But cleared the sky
Unintended, I assume
She belongs beside me
Since we didn't bid a goodbye
I hide the scent of rot with her perfume
Stiff and swollen is my valentine
Awaiting my move
Which has always been fine
I seem like a flayer
As her skin rips off like paper
I've been here plenty and concluded sated
Maggots, those me pester
Who knows where they've come
As my bride's holes fester
When having this much fun
Our neighbours claim
That it quickly gets old
I take the truth to my grave
And buy silence with gold
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