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by Giselle Aug 4, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Everyone reaches on time On the day of your funeral Almost everyone sheds their tears Utter some comforting prayers Dressed in black suits and gowns Men and women pass you by With garlands and bouquets too Of flowers with sparkling hues While I'm just standing there Wondering why my eyes have run so dry Amazed why they refuse to cry Cold and emotionless As you might so presume But its just so hard to take You can never assume I'll be reminded of you though Every time i hear the doorbell Every time i sit to read the mail Every time someone tells a fairy tale The arteries still pump My ventricle feels just strong But with every single drop of blood Trickling down my spine The heart still feels a twinge- It doesn't really seem so fine