Death and Stuff

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Hey, here’s a poem

About death and stuff

About pain and agony

It’s an anachrony

I’ll be lamenting, talking

About my endless suffering

I’ll tap the darkness of life

Moanings and groanings

It’s all about the hurtings

I’ll talk about how alone

You are when you’re dead

Hauntings and torture in your head

Hellfire and needles, on your thread

Death and stuffs, in your head

Skull and bones

Worms and drones

Of the earth, of your tomb

You’re coming back to the world’s womb

Hello coffin, it’s my body

My soul is rotten and I’m ready

Is it dark enough or just entertaining?

Yeah, be entertained when you’re dying

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