If I was deadA Poem by Ashleywhat it is like to be buried
The earth is cold
And I am dead The worms are crawling My flesh caves in The maggots eat And I am sinking The air is stale my lungs are gone My eyes are closed I sink even farther into my hole My bones are stiff So is the air Why did you do do this to me? Put me to my death? The light is gone I am all alone And this grave swallows me whole
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StatsAuthorAshleyOHAboutI have always had a deep love for creative writing since I was young, even being out of highschool for two years has not changed that. Anything from poems, short stories to novels I'll do it. My favor.. more..Writing
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