Your Graveyard Poem by Lauren Kjar
Your Graveyard
Corpses litter your yard
And you'll continue to let them
To terrified to acknowledge them
Then you might start to accept them
Bleached bones and rotting flesh
Bodies of emotions that died
Starving to death on the lawn
Can't find the way inside
Everyday you wake up
Comb and brush your hair
Walk out the door to start the day
Pretending your graveyards not there
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