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what becomes
What becomes of my bones
When the worms need me
no more,
and the soil has taken its toll
as the earth batters a long
gone soul?
What becomes of my life,
its memories
my loves and my enemies,
when the lord hath taketh
my breadth,
when the devil has giveth me
death?
what becomes of thee
as I lay nestled under
the sapling tree,
with a headstone
made of granite,
my existence, my core
a negative indefinite?
© @nefe28ostar
When the worms need me
no more,
and the soil has taken its toll
as the earth batters a long
gone soul?
What becomes of my life,
its memories
my loves and my enemies,
when the lord hath taketh
my breadth,
when the devil has giveth me
death?
what becomes of thee
as I lay nestled under
the sapling tree,
with a headstone
made of granite,
my existence, my core
a negative indefinite?
© @nefe28ostar
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