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Another poem on the cemetery theme. |
| Exploring the cemetery Strangeness to see Statue in all their glory Last place to be In sunlight, not freaky A nice Halloween night Becoming very spooky Good time for a fright Ghosts are floating While corpses decaying A silent place Tombs dizzy maze Death is there His only lair His house so bare Sadness is there Respect and fear So much sad tears This is the place To disappear without trace In this frosty mist A sense of bliss A place for a last stand Where all comes to blend A close relationship Quickly being ripped Pain on the living part Hard to have a new start Think of death Nowhere to fled The ultimate state Living it too late Come in the cemetery A minor worst reality Lives and remember Death is there forever |