ghost MAG

September 29, 2013
By nuclearunicorns GOLD, Staten Island, New York
nuclearunicorns GOLD, Staten Island, New York
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Favorite Quote:
“I wondered which was harder, in the end. The act of telling, or who you told it to. Or maybe if, when you finally got it out, the story was really all that mattered.”
― Sarah Dessen, Just Listen


Exaggerated cries across the room
Overwhelming air of heavy gloom
Tears falling like a contest
Ebony and onyx, finely dressed
As if whoever mourns most with maudlin and show,
whoever sobs the loudest, is the last to go
can escape the fate I call my own
I am here I am not alone
Strange how now they finally care,
when I am here but not really there


The author's comments:
in case you didn't catch it's a ghost attending his/her funeral

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on Oct. 14 2013 at 9:16 am
nuclearunicorns GOLD, Staten Island, New York
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Favorite Quote:
“I wondered which was harder, in the end. The act of telling, or who you told it to. Or maybe if, when you finally got it out, the story was really all that mattered.”
― Sarah Dessen, Just Listen

Thank you! :)

on Oct. 3 2013 at 1:27 am
HateKnuckle SILVER, Peru, New York
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Pretty nice. I'm naturally interested in the subject of death and it was illustrated quite nicely here. Good rhythm and I'm a sucker for rhyme. 4/5


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