you walk through the gate and the sense of forboding overwhelms you
you can smell the decay and death all around you
the disgusting unsettling of bodies strewn all about you
all corpses in various states of decomposition
you will question humanity
you will question life and death
you cant help but stare or be sickeningly shocked
you wont be able to look away
corpses with no name and no means of knowing why
only those that come in visitation
crime investigators seeking knowlege
the lost dead locked in the thrall of time
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I recently moved from living and working in a funeral home..some days there were alot of bodies in the embalming room, some decomposed, some suicidal, with half their head missing...a chilling write, sis....hope all is well with you, sweetie...
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There's a Body farm here in my homestate of TN! Gross, huh? lol....Back in HS, the people that I knew that were in HOSA had to go and see bodies....
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i love this, amazing poem !
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Hey wow I just heard of these places just recently. How disgusting, they put the bodies in differnt circumstances so that CSI people can identify how long a body has been there and stuff. That would a creepy job. Good way of looking at it. Thanks for sharing.
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a great poem I could feel the strong emotions of the darkness throughout your poem
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