that's why death is upon us

easypoem @
April 13, 2010

The poor Girl leaked life, as the knife was thrust upon her chest,
Shadows slaked and heads watched, as faces twisted into ugly shapes,
A call from a raven, as the bones rotted here,
Yet the soul was struck, and destroyed like yapes.

--- easypoem ---

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