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
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