....

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The only thing in the refrigerator
which can quench his thirst is
his girlfriend's dead body.

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The pure white haze
is the color of death
taking slow steps
in the direction of the
red sac that pumps blood
through your veins.
In the meantime,
listen to the scuffle of
life in its final form
waving its fingers at you,
a hollow wave, languid;
reminding you that the
galaxies you're seeing
in your head are mere
tornadoes of lividity.
Soon an icy embrace
shall withhold you
in immobile rigidity.
And the sound, the light,
the color shall become one
to merge into something
that only the dead can fathom.

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Fate

He reeked of sweat and cheap booze as he started to unbuckle his pants. The lady lying in front of him, had a nonchalant look on her face as the man spread her legs apart.

She didn't complain although she barely knew him, making it evident that she'd submitted to her fate.

The fact that she was dead and freshly dug out of the grave didn't leave her with much choice.

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I visited my girlfriend today.
It was nice to finally get to cuddle.



The coffin was a bit cramped though.

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Someone poisoned
Cupid's arrow.



Valentine's Day became a blessing for the necrophiliacs.

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I finally had the chance to
have sex with my girlfriend
without a condom.




After all,

the dead can't get pregnant.

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She looked a lot sexier than I thought, lying naked in front of me; so much that I was getting an erection after many years.



“We know it must be hard
for you, but we need you to identify your daughter's body.”

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Asking for consent from a dead body is weird, I thought, smiling.


Getting a thumbs up from the body wiped that smile.

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I closed my eyes to finally kiss the love of my life.



I wish I'd done it while she was still alive.

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