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Apr 2017
If you bury me with my secrets
A diamond may finally sprout
From beyond the grave, in this self-centered age
These brittle bones will dig their way out

I started this lovesick revolution
By simply stumbling out the front door
But now terrors unspeakable
Are seeping beneath this rotting floor

If you bury me with my secrets
Only an earthquake will set it free
From beyond the grave, I'll still turn the page
Bleeding like notes from a symphony

I carried the fears of a thousand men
Walking the line between life and death
These nightmares unthinkable
Erase everything but my breath
Chris Thomas
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Chris Thomas  43/M/Knoxville, Tennessee, USA
(43/M/Knoxville, Tennessee, USA)   
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   David Ehrgott
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