Cemetery World

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jara_jacobus
jara_jacobus
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Forsaken purity, that which is not, is.
Downcast and gray, ordinary to touch
The smell is sublime; but sometimes too much.

Row after row they lay
Buried deep and in some form of decay
Angels and gargoyles guardians eternal
Surround them now and forever.

Whatever was will always be,
Whatever has been shall be evermore
And there they lay,
For all to weep and pray.

Cold and decrepit;
Six feet down everlasting
Eyes to the heavens

jara_jacobus
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tazz317tazz317over 11 years ago
SIX IS PART OF A TRIANGLE OF MYSTERY

1/3 the number of the beast and where we all end up. TK U MLJ LV NV

GothLordGothLordover 15 years ago
Magnificent

Simply magnificent, i love the imagry and the feeling behind it.

LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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Welcome to Lit with this fascinating look at a part of life most would not write on.

AmyfriendAmyfriendabout 17 years ago
Laid to rest...

to be honored by the living... But at the time of Creation was Cremation considered or do we simply have no fire for the Pyre?