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Turn To Dust
HERE I LIE BENEATH THE STONE
NO MORE FLESH ONLY BONE
HERE I LIE TURNING TO DUST
THESE OLD NAILS HAVE TURNED TO RUST
HERE I LIE BENEATH THE STONE
THIS OLD COFFIN NOW MY HOME
HERE I LIE BENEATH THE STONE
NO MORE FLESH ONLY BONE
HERE I LIE TURNING TO DUST
THESE OLD NAILS HAVE TURNED TO RUST
HERE I LIE BENEATH THE STONE
THIS OLD COFFIN NOW MY HOME
Gosh when I die, that's the
Gosh when I die, that's the last place ill stay!i'll l be out visiting friends and making new ones far and away to the wrapped edges of space to see how the universe was made! Cute little poem! Cheers SS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."