Dawn is here, the time is nigh
So grab the shovels, so we can try
To dig for treasure, it's hard enough
So for the memories, it may be tough.
Treasure is golden, it can be sweet
Through all our lives, we want to keep
Hold of the treasure, the time is near
For a farewell, to what we hold dear
For a treasure so dear, six foot deep
A treasure we had, but never to keep
Goodbye treasure.
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My SpArKs Of InSaNiTy (Poetryish #1) (Complete)
PoesíaThese are some things I think of at random and they may be a bit weird :) (Mostly poems from 2014-2015) with a couple of recent additions that overlap with my next poetry book on here. I didn't post on here for a while so I think starting a new one...
