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Apr 30, 2009
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Six feet
Into the ground
Is the depth
Unwanted dreams are bound
So I will dig for me
A grave
Measuring six square feet
I was digging
through my own sands of time
One question also?
Was making a grave in my mind
Each square foot measured ?
Had to ask
Why are you digging ?
A grave for your past
So I say
How can I be new ?
With mistakes
With lovers
Having , this reality
Is worthless to use
The sands I dig for
Measuring six square feet
This is my birth
As measured
Is a better
A new life
Setting me free
So I put the past to rest
This grave
I will Bury
My joy's and pain
I will be a coward
Lacking the courage
To look pass this shame
But a headstone
Will tell
The truth
Here lays
A coward
Lacking the courage
To be someone else
Seem to be a better
Life he's choose
But my ghost
Said to me
Fool
Did you think
You were free
Saying more ?
No more sadness
No more death
No more graves ,
Be stronger,
Just accept
No grave
Can make your past the best
Into the ground
Is the depth
Unwanted dreams are bound
So I will dig for me
A grave
Measuring six square feet
I was digging
through my own sands of time
One question also?
Was making a grave in my mind
Each square foot measured ?
Had to ask
Why are you digging ?
A grave for your past
So I say
How can I be new ?
With mistakes
With lovers
Having , this reality
Is worthless to use
The sands I dig for
Measuring six square feet
This is my birth
As measured
Is a better
A new life
Setting me free
So I put the past to rest
This grave
I will Bury
My joy's and pain
I will be a coward
Lacking the courage
To look pass this shame
But a headstone
Will tell
The truth
Here lays
A coward
Lacking the courage
To be someone else
Seem to be a better
Life he's choose
But my ghost
Said to me
Fool
Did you think
You were free
Saying more ?
No more sadness
No more death
No more graves ,
Be stronger,
Just accept
No grave
Can make your past the best
— press, Apr 30, 2009
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Tonya
17 years 1 month ago
Press!