[Where Rest in Peace marks Earth meets Heaven.]

Trees bend to kiss, and leaves turn black
Slumped to the ground with lack of breath—
Whispering to the grave marked with your name,
Honey, the world, will never be the same.





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TheColorRose This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 12, 2010 at 12:58 am
i understand. i like how you explain what you're feeling. and if this poem is connected to the comment you left me, i'm sorry for your loss<3
 
ZadaRox101 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 11, 2010 at 2:40 pm
Wow.....I love this! Def my favorite of yours! Amazing!!
 
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