corpse
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For Corpse - Celestia
I watched you murder
A twist of a knife, or a shot to the head
But you fled, before they saw
When you withdraw, with specks of blood
By the time you read this I’ll be alive, but I suppose that won’t always be the case. Death is as inescapable as tuna casserole at least once a season or as unavoidable as smiling when you see that person, at least just a little.
never look down
just close your eyes
you know nothing matters.
through the mask of your lies.
are you a robot?
a corpse,
or a shell?
then how do you know?
how to act alive so well?
A stiff existence in a world so blind,Soft clouds turn to dust in a single blink of an eye,The air of musk and mildew molds away as the plaster fades away.
