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a poem about sitting in the graveyard
Submitted:Apr 12, 2011 Reads: 56 Comments: 3 Likes: 3
Sit Down
Sit down between the graves of the dead
The corpse grin from its foul head
Sparks dance from the flames of hell
The monastery sounds the bell
And look upon the ghosts of yore
Look upon the bodies killed in war
Look upon the bloody gore
It is time for the coming of day
And all the ghost go sleepy away
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