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The rain poured hard

Hard as rock

I looked at the ground

I was still in shock



I opened my hand

The shovel fell out

She never struggled

Not even a shout



You did the right thing

She deserved what she got

Just the once she said

…. I think not



She fell so quietly

Quiet as a mouse

I had to get her out

Away from the house.



I drove and drove

To where we used to lie round

I would never have thought

She’d lay underground



I dragged her to the hole

Her lips.. so soft

I kissed them once more

Then backed away and coughed



I sobbed and cried

As I patted the last spot of dirt

This serves you right

You cheating flirt