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Visitation
Contributed by
silent_tears
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Friday, 8th October 2004 @ 09:51:54 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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Mourning, grieving, dressed in black-
All because you'll never come back.
I went to say my last goodbye,
How could they come high?
I stood there, in that room
Smelling of flowers, salt and death
So that I could see you before you were at your tomb.
I couldn't bring myself to walk over,
At least not alone, so I walked with her.
But it wasn't right, no it was all wrong
Because normally you would be playing guitar and singing a song
This was different
Your body lie cold and lifeless, fingers straight, not bent.
So unatural, cold to the touch.
This made me cry far too much.
I didn't want to be there, but I just couldn't leave
Because I wanted to make sure you'd recieve
All my tears and prayers that you were heaven.
I cried so much, because I loved you, Kevin.
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Re: Visitation
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by Essentially9 on
Friday, 8th October 2004 @ 10:35:40 PM AEST
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| i remember your other one, this one is as nice as it =] |
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Re: Visitation
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by shanarah on
Friday, 8th October 2004 @ 11:35:41 PM AEST
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Very sad but well written. take care,
shanarah... |
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