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A Momentary Eclipse
Feel the versus within my verses
My quill...my hearse
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No pallbearers..
Just me and my accursed afflictions
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Jotted down by a red dotted mind
Marked for death
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Heart blotted
Eclipsed by hovering shadows
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Stabbing me
With barbed umbilical cords
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Twisting entrails
Gutted intuition
Truth swings in pendulum form
Slashing to and fro
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Impaled horsemen i am become
Heralding pestilence
Into my next chapter
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The grim reaper
The crypt keeper
And the grave digger
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All await my arrival
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I will not disappoint
Published 29th May 2020
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29th May 2020 9:57pm
In the wordS OF The "grave digger"; eye reallee dug your imagery... How you were massaging the lines down the page had my penhand twitching for a response!.. I could definitely see atleast a part 2 to this; but I would entertain a series playing off of your title alone...
