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R.I.P

words left apon a headstone
by a family full of grief
left in darkness
a feeling not so brief
... two roses are placed gently on my coffin
tears fall and faces soften
as they tilt their heads in respect
a single rose falls, so delicate, so perfect
it hits the ground in silence
as all looses guidance
the wind violently whips through the trees
the rain flows with steady easy
slowly the raindrops roll down the slick, blood stained surface
a reminder of all the tears i cried
the blood i shed
leaving everyone but me blameless
when the last rose falls, all gose breathless
thats when im finally left to peace
and all choas has ceased



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