Premature Death of a Soul

July 9, 2008
Premature death of a soul-
like a storm
rain- pounding against the roof
wind forcefully crashing
powerfully driving-
lives unsuspecting

doors- once open
now closed forevermore
flees to a place undisturbed
seeking closure never found
kept close for comfort
one last breath

before sinking under
drowning in the tears of others
deep into their depth
never to return.

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