Morbid eulogy

Young boy your cries are futile,
No one knows your name,
Created in the image of a dragon,
Your breathe out genocide,
Life was unkind to you,
Your adulthood spent sulking,
Swimming in the demise of a necrotic mind,
Wading in the waters of the river styx,
Your body, souless
Your eyes are dead to me,
Glazed over and glowing silver,
Lifeless and dreadful,
I hear the horror that is your heartbeat,
Wicked and desperate screams fill your septic valves,
Spewing out acidic blood that scours its awaiting victims,
The day you died the world went on with everyday life,
I smiled knowing you got what you wanted,
silence.

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