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A Poem by Wraith.

Formless vulture 
Depraved of the will to do right
creaking with movement 
hidden from light
lurking in depths secluded
he crawls through the dirt
to take corpses, feeding on rot
hacking away at marrow
 he moves trembling slow
makeshift limbs 
suspended by stitches

© 2014 Wraith.


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A splendid read and write...Thank you for sharing...:)............

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Wraith.
Wraith.

warwickshire, United Kingdom



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