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Shallow Grave

Shallow grave Out of the clay In new breath of life Fire tested Beneath this weeping willow my soul rested Motionless as a statue Forever stuck in place Out of the tar pits Dirty unclean by your eyes Who will save me now? My life molded out of clay In vain I shaped my own image Made my own ways 40 yrs in the desert Thirsty for a cool sip But water is not found Out here in the dryness of this hollow grave I been stranded alone on an island The island of misfit toys But here I sit alone Unwanted by the unwanted A loveless soul Is never what I wanted But here I rot Will you join me? Shall I save you a spot? In my final resting place Staring at the sun Till my eyes burn Blinded by the light So that I may not see my fate Living careless was my misfortune My one mistake Weeping eyes cry A dead man soul dies No loose ends Said all my good byes But a muted voice goes unheard Curtains close tonight This is the end..

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