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Graveyard Keeper TM

I watch over the deceased
In the cemetery, they forever sleep
Their headstones act as head boards of beds

The layers of dirt like a thick warm blanket
Guitar I play, beside their stones
The music is much the same as a lullaby

I read the scripture on the graves,
Singing them like songs as I play
I re-discovered what I noticed the other day

Roses placed by stones have long been dried up and dead
Years old flowers, fresh flowers have yet to replace
It seems as if when one dies, their existence is erased

Darkness falls making scriptures unable to be read,
Leaving me without another song to sing
Yawning, I curl up to the grave I know so well

On it is a note I wrote out myself
This is the only grave possesing a live rose
With cheeks wet, I close my eyes

I watch over the deceased
In the cemetery, they forever sleep
For now I rest
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