Grave diggerA Poem by midnight reaperOh, grave digger did you dig my grave?
Gravedigger, please dig my grave deep. Gravedigger may the job be quick for I can not bare the earth anymore. To you, the executioner may you too make haste in your work for there is no need to list my convictions for I know what I have done. To you the audience I am just a normal man who fell into a pit of sorrow and despair. As the job is done the grave digger and executioner sit by my grave singing a melody so sorrow that all flowers wither. They hear a whisper deep under the ground, grave digger did you dig my grave deep as you could?
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Added on August 24, 2016 Last Updated on August 24, 2016 Author
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