Crpyt Musings

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

Another piece on the mysteries of death.

Submitted: August 28, 2018

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Submitted: August 28, 2018



Somewhere in cofines of the tomb

A pungent reek escapes the room

Sickly sweet breath

Of an exhausted panting death

The corpses eternally sleep

Not worrying about the things that creep

The same can't be said of those below

Where the insects start to show

Though in a week they are still fresh

Soon the beasts come for flesh

But not those sealed away

They may last another day

None disturbs their bones

Even the royals on their thrones

They don't stir in the dark

But decay leaves it's mark

The coffins still reek

Don't dare to take a peak

Otherwise you'll disturb their rest

And the dead don't take kindly to pests

So when entering masoluem gates

Think and wait

It's sometimes best

To leave the dead to their eternal rest

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