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by dokurtybitz

Sink down
Into the rotting caress,
Decay smells sweet
When it comes from
Within.
Chaos slowly swirls


By,
Uncaring
With a whimsical
Twist.
But in the end,
Even death will
Die.

Posted on October 1, 2015 at 3:46 AM in Mike, Poetry   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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