Death



easypoem @ www.aipoem.com
December 21, 2009

The poor Girl leaked life, as the Sword was thrust upon her chest,
Shadows sauntered and heads watched, as faces twisted into ugly shapes,
A call from a vulture, as the bones rotted here,
Yet the soul was struck, and destroyed like yapes.

--- easypoem ---





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