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You trampled in my graveyard of bones,
With thorns growing out of them,
Feeling the pain and river of blood,
You screamed in agony, the birds flew above,
Ravens with blood eyes squawking at you,
Watching, waiting to feast your flesh,
Then there's this voice in your mind,
Asking — what it feels to suffocate in a grave,
To sleep and live in a dark cell beneath,
There's that gnawing feeling,
In the pit of your stomach — it grows,
It was frightening to be six feet underground,
But you wanted to try, to sleep at peace,
With your own bones and the thorns,
Accompanying you in your maniac dream.
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"And then there's that feeling to do something crazy, to try things no one ever dated try..."
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A World of Poems
Puisi"The dead that weaves in the spindle, A bundle of silk - woven and spun, Collected and collected, Until it's a huge massacre of stars." -Excerpt This is an original made poetry collection about life and are written in many forms of genre like love...
