A Twisted Howl
A twisted howl
Deformed the man to something
Lesser.
A blistering sun shook
The soul of the searcher.
A cold breeze,
Kissing the coffin.
Disease-ridden nails
Keep the face from seeing.
A morose descent,
To something less than dead.
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Posted Apr 16, 2018, 1:19 AM UTC
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