Funeral

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It didn't seem
Like he was dead
Pale as chalk
Still like night

Seemed like he'd get up again
So quickly so that I would jump
I wanted to leave
I wanted to hug mommy and daddy
I wanted to go outside and play
Not see that scary face of his

But still I stood there
Eyes wide
All the crying,
Moaning,
Laughing,
Praying around me
That I didn't comprehend

I said to myself
"I don't know him"





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