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Through the corpse
By Razor-kissed-wrists
Blood and goo,
drip and ooze
Out of every orifice
Holes form
as the body begins
to decompose
It
rots, gets a putrid smell
bugs lay their eggs
larva starts to
grow
Her brain turns to liquid
worms wiggle out of her
empty eye sockets
In her navel
sprouts a rose
Where
death happened, beauty grows.
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Copyright 2012 Razor-kissed-wrists
Published on Wednesday, April 4, 2012.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Monday, December 15, 2014, Nimue44
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wrote:
Hey, have you heard "Where the Wild Roses Grow"? by Nick Cave? Your work strongly reminded me of that song. Love and murder, beauty and death. Good work!
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A former member wrote:
Amazing, this one spoke to my heart, it was chilling and exciting at the same time,
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On Thursday, April 5, 2012, Malcholm Dark
(806) wrote:
fantastic... death, a murder maybe... then a flower from the decay... we always return to what we are worth... food for the worms, essence for the earth... write on
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On Wednesday, April 4, 2012, haunted
(837) wrote:
thats fucking beautiful! i loved this so much. very nicely written. my favorite type of poems, and you nailed it right on the head! perfect.
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A former member wrote:
Pretty good poem, I love the ending, very catchy!
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