Emotional Death...

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    Emotional Death...

    As i walk into the room,
    So quiet and blue,
    I began to cry,
    I didnt understand why,

    I walk up to the casket,
    So dark and blue,
    I grabed ur hand,
    Wishin it was me instead of you,

    My sister pulls me aside,
    Holdin me tight in her arms,
    We sat there huggin,
    Crying for a while,

    She pulls me away from her,
    My eyes just filled with tears,
    I try to speak but i didnt make a sound,
    My sister ever so gently says,"It will be alright."

    I glance down at the floor,
    I cant take it anymore,
    I couldnt be here,
    I had to go they'd all understand,

    I ran outside,
    Then sitting there i realized,
    When someone dies its for a reason,
    And that reason i dont know why...
    By Elizabeth Margaret Graham

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    AbysmalGoddess commented on Emotional Death...

    06-14-2009

    The only reason death has is life...the moment we are born we start to die. I have also been jealous of dead people... but I'm thinking it was in a different way.

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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