Beauty in Death
by Kelli Nicole Eitel
Let me rest in the arms of sweet Slumber, for my unlocked eyes are worn and under;
Let the silver-stringed lyre shiver and pacify my living spirit;
Lace from tis’ harp and lute a veil around my withering mind;
For I hail death as a beautiful fixation;
That will deliver me from the world that laid me;
To a world that will soon claim me.
For being tis’ me that chose this path;
Tis’ I who will face its grinning wrath.
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