Mortal coil
Day and night pass by endlessly like the sands in a hourglass streams of emotions and thoughts pass through my mind but nothing dwells long enough to take root in my heart, darkness surrenders my every movement, constanly seeking releases but I am trapped by my mortal coil that keeps this body working even though i am dead inside, buried in your grave as the mourners cast their last tokens of love my spirit joined yours entangle together forever and it now lies next to your cold body waiting to follow you.
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