Jerry T Curtis Poet Lyric

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Little Black Box

Little Black Box
Where You lie Sleeping
Little Black Box
Your Secrets Keeping
You'll Never Talk
In That Little Black Box

UnMarked Grave
Where You Are Wasting
UnMarked Grave
In Soil Basting 
Just another Knave
In An Unmarked Grave


Everybody there is wearing black
No one standing there wants you back
people walk away you hear them talk
As someone throws dirt upon the box



Dirty little womb
Buried under the stone
Dirty little womb
Lying there alone
never be exhumed 
From a dirty little womb

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