Poem -
Man In The Coffin
Beautiful roses fill the room,
Their smell so sweet like as perfume,
Yet reason gathered not so well,
As death did take life straight to hell.
Celebration of life was told,
The family and friends who did once hold,
But what they didn't know not said,
For it was the secret of the walking dead.
Hidden behind the curtain lace,
Their was the victim of a lonely face,
Abused by the demon he had inside,
The monster that would linger to hide.
Now the perpetrator no more,
Screaming from the grave of the unborn,
Forever to pay for their crime,
A soul lost to the underground for all time.
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Comments
Thats deep. Awesome. But deep...