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Poetry News Post #1782

In Undeath Do We Part

Written by: Thrall Velika Bahir'an, Childe of Iselle
Date: Wednesday, January 27th, 2016
Addressed to: Everyone


In Undeath Do We Part
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Once womb entombed,
With silence my breath,
Now unshackled, unbound,
My weakness undressed,

In Undeath Do We Part.

Where memory in ruins,
When blood runs cold,
My labyrinthine skin,
Like straw into gold,

In Undeath Do We Part.

Mortal thread shattered,
Swiftly, mercilessly bled,
Churning soil now my cradle,
I in mortis, embrace undeath.

In Corruption I Rise.


Penned by my hand on Falsday, the 14th of Lleian, in the year 456 MA.


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