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Graveyard

Don't know how to handle Am I arrogant to defeat ?

Deep inside all lies

Bags of Cactus,

pricking in

Those thorns are enough,

No need.

Seashore are wide enough to bury in.

My dear, each year

Come on my grave and put a flower above

My soul would be free

I won't come in between.

Once move your hand through my name,

kiss my name

Stay there for few minutes I need to talk to you.

Beside my grave,

they buried my heart

Because they knew,

My heart belongs to you.

-© TheCursedPOET

 
 
 

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