My grave

That grave , which still holds the crave It was mine, covered with ashes that starved 

Died my soul , so my lonely soulmate

Lived on ignorant springtime with loved ones’ date 

Forgotten my body , so as my heartbeat

Ignored on granted autumns, taken clean and neat

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