Mourning grey and bitter tastes
come weeping and weary,
for better hastes,
to find the sober dreary.
Marked up one's time
Divided into musty chambers,
with an eerie echo and chime.
Laying stiff in rotten papers.
Chains tightening and compressing,
slithering dense, thick venom
into the morphing, stressing
corpses that benumb
...to Death.
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