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Corpse
Slipping further into
Another hole I shape
Another gleam of you
Wisping across my nape
A corpse condemned to life
Drunk on drawn-out moments
Passing time as we dive
Sometimes barely notice
Among the cold gallows
Feeling I can't relate
In this dance of shadows
Feeling lost and irate
Staining black our pages
Like installing old parts
Like horror through ages
Bleeding into my heart
Another hole I shape
Another gleam of you
Wisping across my nape
A corpse condemned to life
Drunk on drawn-out moments
Passing time as we dive
Sometimes barely notice
Among the cold gallows
Feeling I can't relate
In this dance of shadows
Feeling lost and irate
Staining black our pages
Like installing old parts
Like horror through ages
Bleeding into my heart
Published 19th Nov 2022
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