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Allesha Eman Mar 8
All I can think about
Are the things we would do
If I had moved the mountains
That buried you
I pieced you back together
With shrapnel from the glass
Stained with the pigment
From under my eyes  
Restless from this rustling wind
Anxious and bitter cold
I feel like the whistle
That rings in your ear
As you lay there
Under the weight
Of broken words  
Trying to forget the sunrise
That looms too close
With your sleep captive
In its marmalade palm
max Mar 2021
Burying my heart
In your hands
Like it’s a treasure map
Showing my love for you
Hiding my kiss
In your mouth
Like it’ll be the last
Thing I ever do
Lowering myself into the ground
I won’t even make a sound
Burying myself
So you don’t have to
Amy Ross Jan 2021
how do you bury the hatchet
but save the woodsman
Nylee Oct 2020
all that is beloved
all that I see
it is explicitly made without me
it is no agony
just a tearful reminder
in the scapes of life
how much it matters
what really
on to the sights
gripping future
when I close my eyes
I hear the whispers
I ignore it
the best way possible
so when it is
it is like this
and a peek
through the balcony
I have taken the glimpse
in the dreams that I flee
don't bury me
.
Lure me in
With a melody of trust
But bury me deep
Under the dust
Hold out your heart
But tear mine apart
Leave me alone
After the love you have shown
sabatoge
Ashlyn Yoshida Apr 2020
Cherry plums for the small goat
Pits for the large chicken
Milk and water
Bury; slaughter

Remember to call me when it's done.
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Enigmatic Apr 2020
Her trust in you is as good as an empty tank headed south
She won't use the rearview mirror headed far from you
What she leaves behind remains no concern to her burnt out heart
Eyes on the first exit out of here
The highway is her only vision, burying your bones
This is her farewell
ryan brighton Apr 2020
you are not someone i can bury myself beneath.
you are someone i am meant to forget.
disappearing like dew in the morning,
you are not art, as much as i say you are.
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