Do thee!
Do me wrong
To take me
Out of my grave
A moments release
A large fang, bright
Poisoning my breath
A froth, foam
From the mouth, release
My world elsewhere
No use
Dictating scriptures
Buried beneath my grave
Do me, that
Which call me not
To melt thy words
Do thee!
Do me truth
Died of faith.
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