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by Kirra Apr 17, 2010 category : Sadness, depression / about death
The rotting heart Has been black from the start The deteriating flesh Has been covered with mesh Hanging From the bone Lost without a home Burns and scars Like you were burned by the stars They won't rest in peace To their own they shall keep They don't harm So don't raise the alarm When the dead walk the earth They shall stop all the mirth They won't say "Goodbye." because there are so many lies