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FROM THE DIRT

 
FROM THE DIRT

I was born from the dirt
and I shall return to the dirt
as I shed this sheath of disbelief
dead and scorned during eternity brief
Torn and reborn from dismembered embers
of memories shattered and scattered
forever to never be found and bound
buried deep in a hole in the ground
No more rushing crazy sickening hurt
as I'm pushing up daisies with my Dick
...FROM THE DIRT...

archetype23Written by archetype23
Published 16th Jul 2019
Written by archie23
Published
Author's Note
Being dead. oh, and my last flower poem for the day.
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