by dawn's grey light fading night
still waxen body ghosts waits...
shade when will you need spent
in clay broken rent husk release?
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Death Sprung Sudden Bitter Sting crown is so beautiful poem as a whole nice
Your thoughts on death strike a chord with me. Body and soul.
this poem and style is not one that I thought would strike a chord many would readers, disjointed juxtaposed images beyond the mirror conveys meaning I want impose and it was fun to write