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Fleeting Life
A Moonlit Santa,
and the slash across the wrist,
for those emboldened,
to live vicariously in death.
A glass of Merlot,
and a drop of blood,
A Moonlit Santa,
and the slash across the wrist,
for those emboldened,
to live vicariously in death.
A glass of Merlot,
and a drop of blood,
The Macabre Rocks
A great Halloween poem. Scary! Tis the season. - Lady A