from six feet down looking up... with no sight in a hole unable to feel the luv... the body will lay as soft as the dirt can land on a none existent life... covered n all alone with the separation from time... exposed to the truths where the elements take control of the bodies will to go on... lifeless n not knowing of the change in the dart as reality falls from the above unable to hear they way others mourn... death comes to call upon the truths that awaits the terms of conditions to lay still... to rest in peace for nothing will ever hurt again due to the expiration of the thrill... gone n buried with the thoughts that evade the minds capability to reside... lost as a piece of the puzzle that was never to last further than the filth that creates a lifetime willing to try... below is the final resting place where life moves on without the pleasures that make a difference... where religions n beliefs die with everything else that is said to be the answer as it's only leverage... beneath the soil there's no knowing of forever... no stories can claim what is to become of the filling as the light of day witnesses the existence smothered into the never ever... in the darkness of stillness the madness finds comfort to finally sleep in peace... far from the pains n happiness that determine the direction of worth individual dreams...
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