Saturday, August 9, 2008
THE AWAKENING
Tombs... un-bedded Corpses... beheaded What HELL hath found you? Clawing it's way out of the dark, cryptal pit Hungry for the flesh of the forsaken Meager cutaneous tissue residing Rot upon rot Decomposed stench Wafting amongst burial ground That which no eye would want to gander No snout would want...
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