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Death is the creator
Cemeteries are filling
With bodies that once danced
Singing the songs of life
They walked these lands
Tucked away quietly
Buried within the sand
Souls have left along
The bodies that once belonged
Centuries would pass
They would turn into coal
Skeletons that do not speak
Someday would keep
The fire burning inside
Keep you from the cold
Telling the tales of your desire
As you cuddle up within
The warmth of its fire
Death is the creator
Creator of life
To amuse her child
Creator of time
To keep us in line
It has no needs
It has no dreams
It loves you as a child
It smothers you with sweetness
The candy of life
Some call it a curse
And some, Just dark!
When life leaves you dry
Its there for you to cry
Holds you within its softness
Cleans you with her kisses
And carries you home
NICK KLER
