Cadaver

by Mel V.

Crying cold rivers of tears

Calliope couldn't keep clinging true

Clutching the edge of a scary cliff

Death never looked so picturesque

Her life was condiddled into a coffin

Claiming her life wasn't really condigned

She coggled so precariously

Until claimed, Calliope kaveered down

Crashing into the ocean below.
 


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