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Life's Graveyard
I’m haunted,
To tell you the truth.
Too many ghosts have danced on my grave,
For me not to be.
So many left, but are not gone,
I wish
That my heart was slick as ice,
So that maybe all the shame
And pain
And the loneliness
That comes with knowing they all leave —
That maybe it’d all just roll off,
Like rainwater.
Tell me why I should know you,
Or you I,
If we’re all just ghosts,
And we’re only passing through
Life’s cynical
Graveyard.
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