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Burial Row

Born of perdition's rage
and damnation
his life was spent in vain

Orphaned by every dead-end street
where darkness hides
the greatest pain

Fear his lone relation
among shadows
with no escape

Living disowned on burial row
cursing each gravestone
-dying in place

(The New Room: September, 2023)


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