She danced on graves
In dark reverence
Throwing a party for the dead.
Reveling in the beauty,
Of each delicate sculpture,
Her fingers traced the edges...
Memories long gone,
but in the souls
Of those who loved them.
Twisted smile,
Longing for the day,
When she too,
Rests eternally.
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 10:00 AM UTC
She danced on graves
In dark reverence
Throwing a party for the dead.
Reveling in the beauty,
Of each delicate sculpture,
Her fingers traced the edges...
Memories long gone,
but in the souls
Of those who loved them.
Twisted smile,
Longing for the day,
When she too,
Rests eternally.
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