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WHAT ARE MORE THAN JUST ROTTING DEAD FLESH

They all have dark hearts The Shadow The Crow The epitome Both stand behind you Both black Both speaks Relics carnivore versions of themselves The vulture and the pigeon Both eat dead things They tug Pierce pick and pull off your remains Erie bits Scavengers talking and pulling with their beaks Further dismantling devouring as as they seek The epitome Death comes yet behind you Darkness lays you down Maggots kiss your flesh what is left Worms eat the eyes out your head Truest self has risen spirit fly's leaving your body dead
4/3/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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