Suppuration
When days die they leave shame behind
and the sour odour of putrefaction
that hivers omnipresent like a malediction
sad memories to haunt and taunt
a nightmare that denigrates and despises.
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Bored to Death
Reclusive hermits escape from life why or where? but not from infirmities and old age where or why? that turn a rich man's wealth to ash. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
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