The Casket
A Poem by Siren
It's glossy surface shines.
We all know who's inside.
Its happy flowery wreath;
His last and dying breath.
© 2011 Siren
Author's Note
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it's a short one... any thoughts?
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Added on November 29, 2011
Last Updated on November 29, 2011
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Siren
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Well....if you must know, I (sometimes) live in the real world. I love listening to music because it lets me breathe. I love laughing because it lets me live. I love writing because it lets me (almost.. more..
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