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Living Death
A living death
My sentence
Breath wasted
On this soul
Dead
Laying breathless
In a shallow grave
Yet breathing
The days go by
Skin rotting
Fat maggots
Feasting
In a silent graveyard
Of existence
Shadows dance
In the dead of night
Why?
My sentence
Breath wasted
On this soul
Dead
Laying breathless
In a shallow grave
Yet breathing
The days go by
Skin rotting
Fat maggots
Feasting
In a silent graveyard
Of existence
Shadows dance
In the dead of night
Why?
Published 11th Oct 2009
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- Edited 14th May 2018 11:51pm
11th Oct 2009 4:03am
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11th Oct 2009 4:07am
12th Oct 2009 2:58am
very very well done. the imagery is wonderful. my favorite lines are:
"In a silent graveyard
Of existence
Shadows dance
In the dead of night"
"In a silent graveyard
Of existence
Shadows dance
In the dead of night"
18th Oct 2013 2:53am
Nice use of imagery overall, think maybe you should have continued with it? Seems unfinished.