Answer Me :
Answer me when I call
Don't you dare make me wait
You're nothing without me, nothing at all
You've taxed my patience and now you must compensate
How many times must I beat you to get it through your head
The only thing your good for is entertaining me with your screams
Now you no longer make a sound; what a pity, are you dead?
To escape me.... you didn't have to go to such extremes
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Grave Digger (poems)
PoetryA grave digger sees death every day. He digs up memories, buries the sadness, and covers tragedy with flowers. These are the poems of the grave diggers Enjoy these dark poems
