Death Collection
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Death
Kills most
Except those already dead
Set me free
From my demons
Kill me
Cemetery
A garden
Of dead bones
Tall beautiful stones
Ravens fly
Roses die
For the forgotten
Both soul and vegetation rotten
Silent Gardens
I wonder amongst strangers still
Soon to be good friends of will
Surrounded by black doves and flowers sky blue
As I am laid close beside them soon enough
With a grey tall stone dedicated
To whatever tiss I was
Hoist a few
Laugh if you will
There is a spot here for you too
Silent death in Cemetery Gardens
In the distance
Bagpipes and drummers sound of
Autumn air brings the chills
Down to the bones
Of those above and
Those below
Amongst the wind, the trees and sweet breeze
Life runs by with a smile
As death silently kisses me on the lips
Enticed by tranquil gardens and angelic dreams
On broken wings would I fly
As my dreams tumble and fall
Into the grave where I now lie
Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2016
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