A little late, don’t you think?
A few years, a couple of months and several days late,
my friend
I’m sunken soil now
I’m in too deep
I’m maggot food
Put your shovel down
even if you dig me out,
It will take more than that
to scoop out my past
It took you long
to feel my absense,
dont you think?
A few years, couple of months and several days late
you cared too little,
my friend
I’m spongy now,
limbs fluffly, moist
I’m in too deep
food for thought
There’s nothing left to find
Nothing left to salvage
even before I touched the dirt
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