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Curfew Creep into the Land of Eternal Sleep
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Death "Curfew Creep into the Land of Eternal Sleep" 11 - 2 - 03
gathering night,
hid from the light,
as we all share in this sight
chosen paths,
divided halfs,
the soul and the separated mass
shadows creep,
mourners weep,
the souls, the gravestones keep
hopeless words,
chiseled and curved,
echoes of the souls utter
this silent walk,
a poem without talk,
symbolizes ones who were
only once, so sure,
a part of Life's walk
forget, we shall not,
never, the ones who now rot
they gave all they had
but never was it so sad
to see what they finally got...
