Lay To Death

Tears that mourn in bloody red,

Fear consumes in blacken dread.

Grim of fate that burn your soul,

Truth that blurs and shattered role.

How such hope now turn to death,

Slower still that escape your breath.

In borrow time, no long, no peace,

That sudden thought to end and cease.


Art: http://www.deviantart.com/art/slow-death-520618073

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