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Scraps

The scraps of my memories
Lay upon a pretty platter

A tip of the edge
And they all scatter

But the only sound I hear is static
A weak signal barely catching.

The clank of a shovel on this shallow grave
Gives me just enough rhythm to keep on digging
Written by HellBellsPixie (Luna Belle)
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