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Mortality Poetry

Emptied Out And Gasping

Like coffee dregs
And fag butt ends
Like letters from
Long forgotten friends
Like eulogies read
To empty rooms
Like blossoms from
Your final bloom

Like memories
Of days long gone
Like ghosts whisper
You just don't belong
Like those golden lies
That you were so strong
Like every word
Was your swan-song

Like bags for life
Like youth will die
Like the question

T'is emptiness
That will survive
And emptiness
We store inside
Take a peek
I'll open wide
Like a gasp
Before I die

Mortality Poetry