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ghost MAG
September 29, 2013
Exaggerated cries across the room
Overwhelming air of heavy gloom
Tears falling like a contest
Ebony and onyx, finely dressed
As if whoever mourns most with maudlin and show,
whoever sobs the loudest, is the last to go
can escape the fate I call my own
I am here I am not alone
Strange how now they finally care,
when I am here but not really there
© Alexandra Y., Lubbock, TX
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This article has 2 comments.
nuclearunicorns GOLD said...
on Oct. 14 2013 at 9:16 am
Thank you! :)
HateKnuckle SILVER said...
on Oct. 3 2013 at 1:27 am
Pretty nice. I'm naturally interested in the subject of death and it was illustrated quite nicely here. Good rhythm and I'm a sucker for rhyme. 4/5
