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Of Marble Stone, Copper n Lead, and
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Of Marble Stone, Copper, n Lead, and
Once,
I was a tool of death .
A skill, I've learned, for evermore.
And so does, yet, still remain.
I've kissed, the blade.
I've pledged, my troth,
to....
God, the devil, n ......death !
I'm, too sad for slumber.
I'm too, lonely to sleep.
I can't rid my head,
from, that pervading scent ......
Of ... What the darkness brings...
A, prelude.... to death !
And it's stench, has filled the air.
Its sweetly ,sickly perfume.
That lingers.
That's reminiscent....
Of rotting flesh, of corpses.
Of the expiration of life.
Of a smell....
Of
dead flowers.
Giajl © Jim Love
