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For You

September 8, 2014
By Anonymous

It was a day to remember

It was a day to forget

If I were a bowl

Grief would overflow

 

The funeral, solemn and cold

The sky was crying

Rain poured down onto the coffin

White wet lilies witnessed

 

The ash of burnt hell money

The wind carried it in the air

 

My heart mourned

My tears stained my face

My nees crumbling

The casket was lowered

The moth of Mother Earth swallowed her creation

 

Like a watch without gears

Like a hand without fingers

Without your smile, your laughter

I am lost

Clueless in a labyrinth

Without light

Without opening



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HighLeKid said...
on Sep. 11 2014 at 11:10 pm
This poem is so toucing and awesome!

on Sep. 11 2014 at 7:40 pm
Savannainthesky GOLD, West Suffield, Connecticut
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Favorite Quote:
"It may have been in pieces.. but I gave you the best of me"-Jim Morrison(the doors)

Very beautiful.