Grayed by many years gone by
Crocuhed on the hill, tree as a cane
It's soul slips slowly away
With every misguided word
Of all the evil secrets
They think are hidden deep inside.

Nobody really knows but
Judging without knowing is easier
Than misjudging and admitting.

And all the while the gravekeeper's mansion
Loses the rest of its soul.

@_@ that was incredible.... you portrayed that so....believably and it has such a sense of truth. Original... looks like we have a great addition to this club