Thanks to Paul Scribbles for hosting the ‘underground’ poem prompt theme for this week.
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In catacombs roaming,
Creature of the dark decay.
Sun burns flesh from bones,
Igniting funeral pyres.
We all must wander,
I choose the catacombs;
Underground inhaling,
Dust of rotting flesh.
Piercing tranquility,
Screams of dead long past.
Lullabys send us to bed,
Before yellow sapphire rises.
Waiting for pitch coal;
Good becomes evil too easily.
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