Six Feet Under

April 9, 2009
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The wind breezes by softly and calm
The only words are carved in stone
Passing animals are your only
Six feet under and no way to cointact anyone else:
Just lost feelings of hope and

Not having to worry anymore
Cold, chilling, and damp,
Your bones may never move agian,
Worms are you only friends now,
as they chew away at your rotting
You listen as the lone wolf lets
out a mournful howl,
At the month;y full moon in hope
for a mate:
Does anyone miss you,
Do they even shed a tear for you,
Now that you're doomed to rest


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colchester said...
Apr. 22, 2010 at 9:58 am
this is rele good! evenn thoughh that is myy one biggest fear. its stilll ahmazingg. andd youu have a good point....COMMETN MINE?? (:
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