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The Dead Aren't Resting
House of the dead;
lost souls domain
Night is 24 hours
a day
and no rest for their minds;
Boredom is normal
Tormented by the past
An uncertain future
In a void; a purgatory of death
Wondering the halls,
Their bodies still rotting in the walls
Disembodied spirits
taking their revenge;
A condemned house;
no life dwelleth here
Falling apart;
falling into ruin
Shadows they follow their thoughts
to the trauma they endured
In life they suffered,
in death they still do,
Never relieved
of their pain
Dark clowds always above,
never ending rain.
No tears, cannot shed,
dry as bones.
