Ditch(Ed) - Poem by Rachel Henley
All I want now is your time.
Perhaps a little of your thoughts,
and now and then,
a tiny piece of your heart,
begging, for what was.
But if you give me nothing,
my name, is but a shade,
then push me in the ditch you dug,
and forever there, I shall lay.
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