Grave Digger Poem by Vonda Overlie
Grave Digger
Your guilt buttons broken, someone flipped the switch
Was it just you or a tag team?
Broken in my eyes, yet whole in anothers.
Problem is, you are a lie!
One day vengence, but not from me.
How does it feel to dig your own grave?
I will not help, my job was to encourage. You ran with the shovel in your hands.
I called to you, you paused, shook it off and continued on the road to destruction.
i like it self destruction its a message taken to lightly
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4/27/2024 10:28:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Powerful image, a sort of you've done me wrong, but I don't need to do you in, because you are your own worst enemy feel to it. Nice work, L&T