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The Carrier
Contributed by
Debris
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Monday, 24th May 2010 @ 01:14:59 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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I await my cue, a drama all too real.
Staged according to height, we all align.
The orchestrated lift is not what Id expected,
braced for an event that never quite happens.
My shoulder aches where you rest
and guilt consumes my thoughts at recognition of this.
Trying to walk uniformly on cathedral tile.
Unwilling soldiers, marching out of time.
My ear against the wood makes seaside sounds.
In my mind, its you, whispering good bye.
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Debris
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2010-05-24 13:14:59]
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Re: The Carrier
(User Rating: 1 )
by iodinelove on
Wednesday, 9th June 2010 @ 08:12:50 PM AEST
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Good job.
always, abraham
keep writing |
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