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I can still see you in there, the man with whom I fell in love.
I wish I could reach you, buried with six feet above.
It is not dirt that holds you, but anger, pride and fear.
I have shovelled to exhaustion, my efforts are sincere.
For each clump of earth I move, you pull two more down.
I only wish to comfort and free you from where you're bound.
Soon I will collapse despairing; all my resolve wasted and dead.
Who will be the one to toss numbing soil upon my head?
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It is a simple couplet and was fun to write~
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A strong delivery with evident sincerity. A most potent write. Thankyou for sharing.
Regards,
John.
Regards,
John.