The world of the dead,
in no one place said,
the unseen world of the spirit,
sad no one wants to hear it.
The murder of the body dose not compare,
to the dieing spirits despair,
the carnal mind returns to dust,
it can only go where it must,
the true you, the spirit can be eternal,
but the real you is inward not external.
The world of the dead,
in no one place said,
its not just in our head,
we are the walking dead,
when living outside our true self,
if you don't get it,put it on the shelf.
Seemingly no one has a chance,
easily assumed with only a glance.
The world of the dead,
theres no truth, no one fed,
no one place,the eye, the face,
in our world of the dead.
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