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Trinkets of Death

April 22, 2019
By aslabakis BRONZE, New York, New York
aslabakis BRONZE, New York, New York
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He hides in corners where sun is strangled
Inside shadows born of decaying light.
Endless day’s corruption is delivered.
He trips into the alley, death surrounds him
Allies are skittish throughout the exchange
He clutches the jewels that calm his mind.
These trinkets of death slowly rot his soul,
Leave his tattered eyes gaping at the sky.
His skin ghostly pale like a setting moon.
Lifeless, lank, lying limp, death surrounds him.
Endless day’s corruption is delivered.
Why does he crave the immortal release?
Perhaps to escape his lone life ... and mine.



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