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The dead see darkness only "Darkness" Decomposing teeth taste stale air Acrid, Rotten, Pungent Odours of parts decayed The dead never die They are inanimate, like a ornament Still, Frozen, Angelic Peace forever frozen on their face They sleep on a bed of maggots Digesting them over time, The screams never heard But they reverberate through Oak, Earth, Grass Above saturated with their terror Slowly dies, The eyes closed shut, Darkness is the keep sake, That hides the horror in there still formed eyes, but everything decays over time Flesh, Muscle, Brain Turns to dust, that which was there, Still lives on in a vacant skull The horror lives on energy Of life, trapped in A void, A prison, With no bars, never to be free The dead don't die, the torture in death lives on inside..
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 4:12 PM UTC
The Dead Don't Die
The dead see darkness only "Darkness" Decomposing teeth taste stale air Acrid, Rotten, Pungent Odours of parts decayed The dead never die They are inanimate, like a ornament Still, Frozen, Angelic Peace forever frozen on their face They sleep on a bed of maggots Digesting them over time, The screams never heard But they reverberate through Oak, Earth, Grass Above saturated with their terror Slowly dies, The eyes closed shut, Darkness is the keep sake, That hides the horror in there still formed eyes, but everything decays over time Flesh, Muscle, Brain Turns to dust, that which was there, Still lives on in a vacant skull The horror lives on energy Of life, trapped in A void, A prison, With no bars, never to be free The dead don't die, the torture in death lives on inside..
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 4:12 PM UTC
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