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Dirt
Splat, Splat, Splat
I’m taking a nap
I snore, they pour
Dirt upon my corpse
Thump, thump, thump
Like the sound of a gun
I wake, I make
An attempt at escape
Thud, thud, thud
I’m covered up
I knock, I rock
The lid is locked
Help, Help, Help
I’m trying to yell
I choke, they smoke
There is no hope
I’m taking a nap
I snore, they pour
Dirt upon my corpse
Thump, thump, thump
Like the sound of a gun
I wake, I make
An attempt at escape
Thud, thud, thud
I’m covered up
I knock, I rock
The lid is locked
Help, Help, Help
I’m trying to yell
I choke, they smoke
There is no hope
Published 1st Jan 2015
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