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Afterwards
I dig with no end in sight
My hands are full of cuts and bruises
blood drips on the rocks
I dig in the dust and rubble
Shouting her name until I can't
Now my voice is gone
Soon my hands shall be
I know she can't be alive down there
But there is nothing else I can do
So I dig
Written by Bo
25-02-2010
I dig with no end in sight
My hands are full of cuts and bruises
blood drips on the rocks
I dig in the dust and rubble
Shouting her name until I can't
Now my voice is gone
Soon my hands shall be
I know she can't be alive down there
But there is nothing else I can do
So I dig
Written by Bo
25-02-2010
Category Poetry / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 584 B
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