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Graveyard Poem

It was the greatest night of my life.

Although I still had not found a wife

I had my friends

Right there beside me.

We were close together.

We tripped the wall and we scaled the graveyard

Ancient shapes were all around us.

The wet dew felt fresh beside the fog.

Two made love in an ancient spot

One chased a rabbit into the dark

A girl got drunk and balled the dead

And I gave empty sermons to my head.

Cemetary, cool and quiet

Hate to leave your sacred lay

Dread the milky coming of the day

Doors

Graveyard Poem / Doors

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