Death
A corpse in a coffin
Like a turtle in a shell
A torched arm breaks
Like a slice in a bell
A cough in the wind
A mouth draining dread
Sea running free
Grass tinted red
Moon cuts the morning
Stars dance today
Rain whipping down
Shoes slip away
Scoop out the dirt
Tear open the ground
Catch a falling tear
Shake it off, without a sound
Stand on the snow
Lean in real close
Whistle for an answer
Turn around and choke
Crawl over to your car
and zip through the sun
The night has boiled over
The deed is done
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