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Resting without peace

Trapped in moments of love & hate
Years passed; but laid awake
Mind paused [but body aged]  
Dried out, decomposed    
Brittle leaves, an aged rose
Unnoticed
On an unmarked grave
As faint aroma of death swirls
I still wait [six feet below]

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Written by TheMostUnclean
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