Death Is Merely The Gate

January 20, 2012
By Failed_Youth_97 SILVER, Gloucester, Other
Failed_Youth_97 SILVER, Gloucester, Other
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Favorite Quote:
If God is our father, then we're all orphans. - Otep Shamaya.

Your skin, like a sheet of wrinkled silk,

Clung as pale as the moon to your bones,

Protruding out like hidden branches in the night

As your weak organs, like aged birds,

Were attacked by a vicious beast, slinking throughout your body,

Love surrounded you as your icy breath seeped out,

Like translucent clouds on a cold night,

And now you’re sitting with him,

Your body ravaged by death, on the ground.

The author's comments:
Today is the 20th Of January 2012. Today my Great-Grandma Died. She had lived a full life. But her mind was not her own, and she has finally escaped her tomb of a body to sit with her husband again.

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