Flowers of sweet scent and color,
beautiful and pure,
mask the smell of rotting flesh
and try cheering the demure.
Requiem chants, burial songs,
are sung in a melancholy way
as black-clad mourners weep bitterly
over those whom, in coffins, lay.
Critique?
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perfect
again, really really really good.
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nice.
short, sweet and to the point. I really like the idea here and how you've written this. well done!


