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Death View

 
Death's, mask, is frozen in terror
The expression of the wearer

Lying calmly still in deceit
Legs that would run, can't find their feet

Words held prisoner in the stocks
Scream silent from inside the box

As flesh turns paper mache
The breath of life so far away

Enjoyed by those who come to see
You lying in your cabinetry
DavidChthonian
Written by DavidChthonian
Published | Edited 17th Aug 2015
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