Shallow Unopened Grave

Shallow unopened grave 
Rotten earth
If opened a terrifying curse

Behold I discover 
A shallow open grave
Laid a dead man
With blood
Dripping from his brain 

He spoke
A breath first
Then he said
You fool
‘’A Curse Curse’’
Blood just drooled

I felted the same 
But I should be  scared

A dead man curse
I don’t believe 
If this is true 
A flow of blood would leave

This must be a dream

Eyes wont shut
 In the wilderness
has to feel around 

Floating my feet cant 
Touch the ground 

IF MY HEARTS BEATING IT DOESN’T  MAKE A SOUND 
MY CURSE IS OF MY  OWN

My Shallow unopened grave 
As repeated my hole life 
I have to write
It starts over tonight
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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