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The Funeral

Contributed by Damaged on Wednesday, 20th August 2003 @ 05:25:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Grief



The tears are running
Drying as they fall
The heart is aching
From the empty hole

You can't run away
You can't hide
Nothing you do
Can stop the inevitable

No one can comfort you
Not really, if at all
No one can replace the hurt
Once love has gone away

Have you noticed how Time
Is always the enemy?
It choses the moment
When you're really happy

The memories are fresh
They'll never go away
Ink written on pages
Scars left on a heart

Why did you have to go?
Why was there cancer?
Granni needs you
I need you

But, still you left
You went back home
Cancer had come
And took you down

Your little girl
Is still here today
She's now a young lady
Making her way

Daddy still cries
When he thinks he's alone
Granni is fading
Each passing day

Black gowns and dresses
Black shoes and scarves
A cold, freezing day
A tombstone newly marked

A cold, lazy wind
Two cold arms
Military honors
To a life you loved

Why did you have to go?
Why did cancer choose you?
Why did you have to leave?
I still can't accept the funeral




Copyright © Damaged ... [ 2003-08-20 05:25:00]
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Re: The Funeral (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 8th September 2003 @ 01:22:59 PM AEST
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no offense, but this damn poem is too damn long. god! what the hell. your poetry does have a point though. i guess i enjoyed it.


Re: The Funeral (User Rating: 1 )
by Loveligirl92 on Friday, 9th April 2010 @ 12:42:07 PM AEST
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Don't mind the comment above, I find it really beautiful and strong. I really liked this part:

Your little girl
Is still here today
She's now a young lady
Making her way

Amazing! Well written poem, keep up the good work!




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