I buried it deep
I buried it far
no easy trip by train
or by car
It won't be exhumed
it can't really be traced
no markers seen
completely erased
I'll carry the scar
celebrate if I dare
making it through
somehow and somewhere
My baggage my own
layered deeper than hell
a depth so unknown
the darkest of wells
No, my love
I'll not venture the seals
or question the locks
proposing appeals
Some things are better
not disturbed or aroused
for memories played
in silence
espoused
Dec 26, 2018
Dec 26, 2018 at 5:15 PM UTC
I buried it deep
I buried it far
no easy trip by train
or by car
It won't be exhumed
it can't really be traced
no markers seen
completely erased
I'll carry the scar
celebrate if I dare
making it through
somehow and somewhere
My baggage my own
layered deeper than hell
a depth so unknown
the darkest of wells
No, my love
I'll not venture the seals
or question the locks
proposing appeals
Some things are better
not disturbed or aroused
for memories played
in silence
espoused
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