Buried In My Mind
when she left and said good by
I felt apart of me wither an die
it hurt beyond any feeling I have ever known
she took away everything
that ever meant anything to me
my love my children my dignity
so I had to do what I thought was best
I buried her in the darkest corner of my mind
a place where the sun will never shine
I took the spade and dug the hole where she's now laid
where the wind blows cold and it always rains
in the darkest corner of my mind
I laid her there in her place of eternal rest
I had to do what I thought was best
for me and my sanity
Copyright © Dennis Davis | Year Posted 2011
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