buried alive Poems

Take, me down
by the river meadow,
where time stands still
if only, forever
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I walk down the filthy streets of the Bronx.
They want my money and they want my soul.
I pull a tissue from my pocket to wipe the soot from my burning eyes,
and 8 red pills fall to the ground, They sparkle under the filthy neon haze
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Everything I am,

and all that I believed,
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Between shadow and light,

By the bone white of moon,
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Tonite, she lies

in silent cold
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'Don't grieve, my saddened child

for I will take away your tears,
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She was smart, way too pretty
the kind of girl I'd never get.
should've known that she would leave me
should've known I wouldnt forget!
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In an old cemetery by the sea,
I buried my father
then they buried me
...