No substance
By eca00cdy
Wed, 29 Sep 2004
- 245 reads
Fumes of stinking darkness
Pertruding from inside
The bricks protect the poison
The soul tries to escape
The structure remains strong
As the poison grows lighter
Flesh takes the toll of age
As nature is almost born
In a split second
The cement crumbles
The bricks collapse with devastation
Then silence
persists
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