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Maggots and Melancholy

This cold depressing dark
is the winters aching hug
Where I make my mark
wont involve any drug
The green leaves are changing
into colorless shades of brown
Here I begin my silent raging
and start spirling down
The cold surrounds the ground
as the seasons fall down around
my lifeless hollow body
The only things that have me
are the maggots and melancholy
Written by Morphine (Nikki is Tradgicomical)
Published | Edited 23rd Oct 2011
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