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To graves together in the heat of the earth
Mother, child are you bleeding
Watching the world come down
The doors are locked, the streets are cold
Are you buried in the worlds soul
Spiritually entwined
To live until you die
Mother hold my soul
And sew my pockets full of rubies
Take the candy from my teeth
And be please buried with me
Child holder of my soul
Asking help and talking tall
Bury my hands in your eyes
And let the both of us die
Caring earth holding faces
Of those we both hold dear
Hold us close
And bury both
Inside the home
Where we had grown
Mother, child are you bleeding
Watching the world come down
The doors are locked, the streets are cold
Are you buried in the world’s soul
Spiritually entwined
To live until you die
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Zoe Crout
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