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Saturday, December 21, 2013
the crypt stinks
The crypt stinks
of musty dust,
empty.
The glow of the moon
casting deformed
shadows
upon the coffin lid.
It's slowly pushed aside,
freeing
a hand that searches
for an escape it cannot
find.
Written by K, Copyright 2013
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