Tears of sorrow
walking slow
you say please, not a word
see me no more
one last glimpse
take the shovel
throw some dirt on me
I hardly can see
heavy soil pilling up
feel your pain and regreat
You have covered this hole
with me on it
six feet under of distance
do I hurt less now?
Run and cry like a child
or just accept that we are one.
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