last rites

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by hollowvoice, Oct 22, 2010.

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  1. hollowvoice

    hollowvoice Senior Member & Antiquities Friend

    looking down upon my hearse
    my life it seems completly cursed
    you lift my coffin upon your shoulder
    i feel a shudder as life gets colder
    and as we walked into the trees
    this is the first time you carried me
    and as im lowered into the ground
    my spirit gives up
    i fall through the ground
    andi
     
  2. Sadeyes

    Sadeyes Staff Alumni

    Looking at all you give,
    I am so glad that you live.


    Big hugs, J
     
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