Darkest of times~In rhymes

darkest of time in rhymes

Come closer dear
nothing to fear
my you look pretty tonight
what’s that?
Oh this?
A shovel
I carry it with me on full moon nights.
I remember the last one
she smiled too much
hush
they are speaking to me
you kind of remind me of her
except she was quiet.
Not sure I heard you dear
with all that dirt in your mouth
what’s that?
just a shovel and full moon
together we can share the view
until the shovel moves again
covering your eyes
but these voices I can’t bury
as easy as you.

No shovel or moon was harmed in this darkness

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