The stench of dead souls
Rotting dreams
Withering goals
Sound of nothing is all around
Screaming from beneath
A billion bodies in the ground
Shadows eating what still is
Poisoning the blood
Killing with a kiss
Embedded in a sea of grey
On these darkened cliffs
Waiting to cease, I lay
Something caught my dreary eye
Not so dull and grey
It simply wishes not to die
To live and not decay
Among the long gone trees
A vividly red rose just unfurled
Defying to wither and cease
Maybe, there is hope for this world
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