Cold by dfx

   When I'm dead and buried in the ground

My thoughts will be stilled, peace of mind I'll have found

And when you come to stand over me with your display of false sorrow

I will no longer miss you

On that day or any to follow

   I feel it will be in the month of November, please don't ask me how

Just know that I lay there even more cold hearted

Then you are standing there now

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I once read a poem similar to this. I liked it and changed it up to make it my own

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