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[bodytext] => Lower the casket shade of rotting pine lowering, shock trickles down your severed spine much like a basket lowered from a stain glass window black widows crawl upon your sunken face feeding on your misdemeaning soul you're unwilling to take control of what is yours as the number of feet increase to six eyes dilate, the coffin reaches the soil stare your murderer in the sickened ugly face that has emerged to become dressed in suit and you in a burial gown filth covers you for the dark brown soil falls upon the nailed shut lid the bodies among you, timid, as a newcomer has arrived pounding of the murderers heart filled your ears hate in your veins heart still maimed for the wounds it has received motionless and cold are you as the grave is being filled your lowered defenses weaken you paralyzing you in the stance of dying shortly you reminisce of the cruel memories prying at your suffering bloodied heart ripped soul blood as crimson as a prim rose flood suffocating you in a world of red dead are you now on this moonlit night pleasure on the face opposite you, a face of pain, suffering, and death task has been fulfilled not even a shivering stone to mark your existence murderer without a morsel of persistence walks away ignoring your silent moans in time your demise will be known only to you. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 405 [topic] => 13 [informant] => tinathetalkingtaco [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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