xvii. Coffin

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𝐂𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐧

Cold, lifeless, numb —
Lying on a casket,
A cadaver has been found
Tortured in real death

You'll find one lie in two
Three mourns in thorn
Two eyes looking through —
The four words on the floor

Five dots on midnight,
Six temptations were prevailed
Clock tickled on its highlight,
And the suffering has been prepared

Few letters were there spilling
Written on a paper; fixed
With blood on its clip, saying:
"My dream coffin, please."

@inbluence

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