Poems ✍️
Poems ✍️
29.03.2026
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Taste Of Death
The taste of death -
Clinched between the teeth
A well honed knife of
Iron is the taste of death.
The smell of death
Comes later
When the senses
Rebel against that
Which went before
And decay sets in
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