'Till Death Do Us Part

September 15, 2009
By ameerrante GOLD, Chester, Connecticut
ameerrante GOLD, Chester, Connecticut
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It's been months since I've last seen you,
And the dust collects on the floor.
My heart is empty, my spirit unleashed,
And the dust collects on the floor.
The days shift, but the night stands still,
And the dust collects on the floor.
My bones creak while the wood weakens,
And the dust collects on the floor.
It's becoming increasingly lonely down here in this coffin,
And the dust forever remains on the floor.


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