You Hold the Spade, I Hide the HoleA Poem by Hippyi buried loveDo you still feel this way?
All I have to say Is I buried it Off in a hole I know where it is But I will not go For it’s not my hole And you hold the spade If you want it Start digging Before it fades Decomposing Under all this weight But this is its fate To never see the light of your face The way it used to shine But to answer your question its buried And I am fine © 2010 HippyAuthor's Note
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