Thursday

Graveyard

They used to call me Paul,
now I have no name at all.
I had a wife named Sue,
but she's lost her name too.

You are never alone
when you're in the graveyard.

I'm so lonely,
no one ever visits me.
The flowers have died,
and so have I.

There's nothing underneath the stones,
just broken bones.
I am so alone,
there's just the crows.

We'll be there too,
sometime soon.
There's nothing we can do,
we'll be just like Paul and Sue.

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