Dig
A shovel to the skull.
Dig
the
words
out
or tear them from under the skin.
They lie right at the surface,
but buried deep enough
that the casket fits,
filled with the ones she killed
when she didn't give breath to them
or a touch from the hands
that bring them life.
Dig.
Find the graves and save the ones still lost
becuase they will do the same.
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