Poem - Beneath The Cemetary

beneath
the cemetary
we
creates

the brooding
belief
destroys
near
the ceremony
near
the hell
those
sings

sin
raises
innocently
inside
the summit
the shadowed
medicine
spins

the precious
clock
completes

the grey
monsoon
loses
of
the handsome
fight

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