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black-eyed and i the grave digger choose to remember lost to us they left as we did choose to remember lives with us red rose on a black box a handful of dirt mindlessly and i the grave digger the black-eyed susans extending their innards the a- sexual things that they have been and i the grave digger stop take views from my attic with the light off deep- -er deeper six feet under the cries of the de- -ceased howls in the night deafening- [SILENCE] and i the grave digger choose to remember [but] to forget |
Additional Notes:
another strange one....things are vague with a purpose...
what is your interpretation?
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