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Feb 2021
Awoken
Awoken, lying there broken,
choking on all the dirt,
buried alive in a world of hurt...
And as I remember hearing
the laugh of the Devil,
right beside me in my hand,
right here is this shovel.
#dark
Written by
Michael
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