the departure., by addictkittyravex
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Buried in dust
from which I had begun from to where I had returned
the earth is finally quiet
Six feet below from which I had once walked
six feet above is less silenced
Death is no longer your enemy, it slowly becomes a friend
A friend thats eternal
a friend that ceases the rest of your sins.
Buried with your foes
eating you away
You don't mind it much
they just came out to play
With a carcass I can call beautiful
with a carcass that had died away
bones are just what's left of me
bones can sit and wait.
O! but the earth awaits..
I hear a stern voice
yelling my name
"TYZOE, AWAKE....IT'S JUDGEMENT DAY." |
Posted: 2010-02-01 22:16:59 UTC |
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