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I saw a man walking behind
a white horse.
Dressed in his formal wear
clocked in white from head to toe.

His horse was dream coming true
white famine horse dressed in white
slash with sliver iron hovels.

He came to me with his hands so pale and
bonny with a cold touch that would only
take your breath way.

With his hands drawn to me
I reached out and grabbed it .

He pulled me on and rode off with me
holding his waist.
My heart stop beating , my breath was a stand still
I took the hands of a man that I know to death himself,
but even then death was my one and only true love

On the brightest of nights
I can see the light through the
darkest hours a head of me.

Even the hills in the valley
try's to talk to me by moving the
paths that I walk on every twilight.

The birds don't sing, but the crows
does every mint to an hour
midnight bugs buzz around my face
eating away at my dead rotting flesh
that consumes my every thoughts and
wants like a bad habit that I can't break from.

Soon this valley will become the ghost
that I am and the soulless place that it
will become when the earth is done chewing me
out and returning me back to my natural state
that I was in before life knew death and
that death was empattement of life

Death claws at the
edge of coffin where the
wind meets the earth setting.

Ends of this meat hole
becomes a slush under its
own weight.
Wait,
The rain pours under the
hollow creeks that holds
the lands of the dead that
feast to the vile under eater
that gorge to their self to
death.