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Ashes to ashes,
I'm already dead —
Dust to dust,
I feel nothing but dread
A foot in the grave,
Just going through the motions —
A tag hangs from my toe
Despite life's idyllic notions
My life entombed,
I never got to live...
My grave was robbed —
They took all I had to give
Six feet under...
Shuffled off the mortal coil —
I lay stiff and cold,
Beneath the hardened soil
From cradle to grave,
It all meant nothing.
Interred against my wishes —
My body filled with stuffing
My bloodless cadaver,
Waits upon the gritty shore —
Caught between this world,
And all I care for
But I've crossed over
And accepted my fate —
Don't bother with goodbyes...
It's already too late.
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In The Gaslight🔥
PoetryCompleted! ✅ A tantalizing, dark, sinful collection of poetical works, quotes, wisdom, and insanity by J.J. Rothschild. In darkness and light And everything in between... In the gaslight. 🥇1st Place Poetry Winner of The Titan Awards 🥇1st Place Po...
