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Six feet deep

We said everything was perfect
Until your body, pressed on mine
Turned into cold, hard marble
Which buried me inside.

Rolling over, six feet deep,
The thick, dry dirt is comforting
It muffles the sound of my cries
So no one can hear me scream

The flowers growth right through me
In my everlasting sleep
Can't you see the beauty
That lies rotting in this heap?

The angry river washed over me
Drowning all my youth
An oblivious plunge into a watery grave
Cleansing me of hope
With the harshest waves of truth

And the wings that should have lifted
Are now burning up beside me
Fickle ashes falling down
Drifting aimlessly.

And I kiss the earth surrounding
Filling my mouth and suffocating
I breathe it in, and it sucks the life out of me
This sickening hunger, never abating

Pull that trigger now
Watch the flood of red petals
Deliver me from this powerlessness
Made by those words
That shot out like metals.

And those false, loving hands
Wound tightly around me
Strangling my dreamland
But oh, ever so gently.

Here, sweet, harrowing death
Come closer, beside me
Save me from this place
But do not soil your hands
Please, won't you allow me

Those sharp bitter tongues
Slice right through
No screaming now
Listen please, they're here to help you

If there is no more
Play the funeral procession
I just need some peace
Or divine intervention.






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