Life Is Just A Costume

 

Impending doom
Looms over the womb
Nothing can exhume
The gloom of the tomb
Life is just a costume
An heirloom
A temporary bloom
Before the darkness consumes


This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.

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