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JJCooke

Lie alone in darkness,
Inside daftly cold.
Ample anti-starkness,
Rot alone in mold.

A bag of bones and little more,
From barren earth your start.
And little truth rest in your core,
Lost mind gone with cold heart.

  • Author: J.J. Cooke (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 15th, 2017 00:39
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 20
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Comments2

  • Garry

    Love it. Deep but not intellectual for the sake of it.

    • JJCooke

      Thank you. I am a comic at heart, perhaps this is why my writing is so dark.

    • Quemis

      Slimey.

      I like it.



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