stuck in the grave
I feel the heavy weight on my shoulders the sand is as heavy rocks.. even though alive..a part of me is buried my heart is bleeding the pain is draining the flesh in me I'm weary, but still smiling the corpse have been revealed, but still can't be seen with a naked eye ,somebody tell me this is a dream and I'm yet to wake up they say Jesus woke up Lazarus from the dead,so why am l still stuck in the grave
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