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Skies blood red
All the flowers are dead
Eyes bone white
No vision in sight
Trees wither away
Leaves fall like flesh that decay
Disembodied voices from beyond the grave
Coming through in waves
Sending chills down a broken spine
Tasting the sweet breath of death
so divine .
All the flowers are dead
Eyes bone white
No vision in sight
Trees wither away
Leaves fall like flesh that decay
Disembodied voices from beyond the grave
Coming through in waves
Sending chills down a broken spine
Tasting the sweet breath of death
so divine .
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Just something I have in my poetry book and wanted to put here , not many people care for my poetry so I don't know .. But if you fave it I thank you very much .
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Very good poem