Society mourns bodies
6 feet deep,
But I preserve
My livid tears
For Death
That lives.
Bodies that shift,
Corpses that wheeze,
While their souls
Choke and thrash,
Desperate to breathe.
Apr 24, 2011
Apr 24, 2011 at 10:55 PM UTC
Society mourns bodies
6 feet deep,
But I preserve
My livid tears
For Death
That lives.
Bodies that shift,
Corpses that wheeze,
While their souls
Choke and thrash,
Desperate to breathe.
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