A ROTTING LAMENT

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Bury me inside inflamed flesh
Where rot decays lamenting
In tuxedo black and whites
Bestowing bruised flowers
To brides maids perched and smiling
In their blood stained crowns

Down the six foot hole they are dumped
Full of dreams and promises
The congregation files in
To decorate their grave
Count the number of crow’s feet
Stomping on the ground

Congratulations
My dear Mister and Mistress
You have won this lovely prize
Destination underground
Where monsters love to feed
Making a meal out of lies

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