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Sep 2015
although my heart is buried deep
it is not far below -
where shadows shiver, mountains sleep
and flames will simmer low -

i left it all alone one night,
forgot where it was found -
but she told me about the life
seen buried in the ground -

i know my heart is buried deep
though it's not far below -
where bones call out and caskets weep
my body rests, alone -
****** fight me emily dickinson is fabulous (and not just because we share a name)
glassea
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glassea  24/USA
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