Shallow Graves 2
Shallow Graves 2
Written: By Tom Wright
2/20/2006
Our fondest memories lie in shallow graves,
Those unpleasant things we’ve interred deep.
To Satan’s excavation we’re oft made as slaves,
Preferring they’d remained in abysmal sleep.
His reminding voice whispering in our ears,
Rouses thoughts that so long have slumbered.
But Christ, has erased, all our guilt’s and fears,
So now to past deeds, we’re not encumbered.
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