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Richard

Here I lie close to the grave
And that is where I spent my days
Digging for those who died
Wanting not to see
I was of an old age
And yet I could not stop
I once dug my own grave
But before I could finish
The earth had taken me
The wind picked up
The trees began to bellow
And the dirt had fallen
About five feet in





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Danceswithwords said...
Feb. 6, 2010 at 12:13 am
well thanks everyone but ill have song lyrics up soon
 
Powd3er said...
Feb. 3, 2010 at 11:44 am
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
-Please check out the works that I have posted on here it would be highly appreciated and I think you would greatly enjoy them, Thankk youz-
XxIll tell you Im an orphan after you meet myy familyXx
 
Dani_42 said...
Feb. 3, 2010 at 11:03 am
seb...creepy, but good!!
 
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