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Compared to Darkness
by
Melissa Someone
A fall evening
In a secluded and silent September,
I am depressed,
Staring at darkness in my room
To a day dream of gloom
I Am A corpse,
I am death.
I’ve built a sanctuary,
A church peaceful and strong,
That some may visit.
I have no need for light,
Light wakes the sleeping.
It’s crying and it’s sadness I deepening.
I Am A corpse,
I am death.
Don’t speak at all;
But I’ve heard you before;
It’s always with me.
I may stay with you in heart and soul.
If I have a name it will never turn to coal.
I Am A corpse,
I am death.
I have my feelings
And my emotions to show I am alive;
I am safe in my cocoon,
Hiding and may come out when ready,
I am sturdy and I’m steady.
I break free and I fly.
I Am A corpse,
I am death.
And a corpse can live again;
And death will never die.
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