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As I stand by your grave,
knowing just how my hands snatched your life from you,
I feel no sympathy.
So with my final "Goodbye,"
We truly fade away...
And as I turn from your headstone, I hear the whispered echo...
"goodbye."
knowing just how my hands snatched your life from you,
I feel no sympathy.
So with my final "Goodbye,"
We truly fade away...
And as I turn from your headstone, I hear the whispered echo...
"goodbye."
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I don't mean sober as in not partaking in the drinking of alcohol, but sober as in serious and grave (ha, grave. See what I did there?)
I was going through my literature submissions and came across Spark, and this was written in the description, so I decided to turn it into a poem.
I was going through my literature submissions and came across Spark, and this was written in the description, so I decided to turn it into a poem.
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