Max Pourshadi

Graveyard

All the bodies lay in this general area
Lifeless and unmoving

You wouldn’t bury a body in a library
You wouldn’t mourn during a wedding

The light of the sun creates
The shadows on the ground

Rusty iron fences surround
This dreadful place

The horrific tales that happen here
Never do

Darkness forms on the graveyard’s surface
The wandering soul knows no rest

Too much misery occurs in this spot
GAME OVER



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