gravedigger

I sit upon my grave

And I say what I’ve been needin’ to say.

I say it too late

But I say it with grace.

That’s what I deserve anyway.

To say what I needed to.

When I was alive and breathing too.

I sit upon my grave

And I wonder why did I wait

till it was too late?

I have so much to say

And you’ve gone away.

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