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oh and sadly! this is a poem i wrote about him a year after! therapy!

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To The Gravedigger



Lies came from your mouth,
Waterfalls into a dark abyss.
Why hold me like I’m yours?
With the warmth of ice
A biting cold bedmate?

I believed you once.
You tasted me salty tears
And you held me close
… But I disappeared
To lay in wonder alone.

“Come-in, come-in”
And you hurt me with blood thrusting
That took my breath away
And you took my shattering smiles from those empty days.

For what have I been
To you my stale friend?
A hollow gesture gone.
Gone for another’s lonely smile.
Just another crawling defeat upon your sordid pile.

Yet I am more
Than bare eyed lies
Of frantic and feeble arrogance
Of scars on an actors face
To be bore across the years.

For history impairs
Shapes and moulds
Your decorated, yet empty soul
That has been
And shall always be
Detached and futile
With graves as gaunt trophies.