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LET HER SLEEP BY MARK ANTONY RAINES

Let her sleep deep,
Let us not weep,
For she is at her journey’s end,
Left with no memories to mend.

For once she lived here life full of energy and laughter,
She was born on a Sunday morning on a September day ,
She grow from infant to childhood in a blink of an eye,
She attended secondary school were she found her first love;
Seven years past it was time to go to toil and labour at a days work to earn the monetary sums to exist,
She meet her soul mate and after an engagement of five years she did wed;
At first all was bliss until her husband was overtook by the red demon mist,
He would beat her black and blue she would excuse his behaviour as it was just one of those things;
Until one day he want to far so here she lays in her coffin on which one top a tombstone rests;
The plutonian darkness is lit by the full moons glimmer,
A hand Rises from the bless earth;
Next the full figure of she is animated,
She walks slowly the walk of the undead :
The last thing we hear from her ex is him screaming off his head
© Mark Antony Raines