Engraved

by Alex   Jan 25, 2009


I stand at the beautifully engraved stone
gripping the the sweet lillys
slowly picking off their petals
and quietly watching them hit the grass

everyones gone now
and silance fills the darkening scene
I fall to my knees
kneeling on your casket
burryed deep below me

as the rain starts to pour
I sing your flawless song
with my imperfect voice

now choaking on my tears
I close my stained eyes
and run back to the heartless place
I call home

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