Living corpse

A living corpse, an absurd idea.

Yet my flesh decomposes, 

It leaves just bone and skin,

My weight decreases every day,

As I slide from man to skeleton,

From flesh to bone,

From alive to dead.

I cannot live if I’m corpse,

But I cannot be buried if I live,

My life is a lie, confused as hell,

Fire so hot it burns your skin, 

Yet colours so beautiful your life is fulfilled.

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