♥ The Mourning Stops ♥
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Author:
iviedoeloves
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| Created: May 26, 2005 at 08:38 pm |
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Entry Type:
Poem, G (All)
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| Category: Sad | General/Other | General/Other |
| Entry Stats: 4.8 Stars by 5 users with 5 comments 354 views |
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The Mourning Stops
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The Mourning Stops
Phantoms in a painted room Holding onto the past poignantly Something like the present exists And lasts there forever to remind me
Pull the shade down now And mourn for those long passed Throw open the windows anyhow And let some air in here fast
I’m not into mourning the dead People, places, or relationships. It’s never long ago enough that I was fed The smells of death on her purple lips.
The morticians do a great job If you’re into the look of mannequins, No more blood pumps thru those veins The dust and decay still shows on the skin.
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