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Marble in your Name
By lupus tenebrae
I heard your grave is bare
my head is
hung in shame,
I know, I’m not to blame,
but I was never there,
afraid of mourning wear,
or marble in your name.
As much
as I would love
to share a simple tear,
I never faced the fear,
of mother’s eyes, above.
A push, a trip, a shove
was all
I need from here
To send me on my way,
to write another
day.
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Copyright 2012 lupus tenebrae
Published on Monday, April 9, 2012.
Filed under: "Structured" and
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
What else is there to say, when there aren't enough words? Written in hexsonetta.Comments on "Marble in your Name"
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On Sunday, August 25, 2013, Lux
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wrote:
This reminds me of hospitals. Where death leaks into every corner. No amount of antiseptic and cleaners could get the smell out. They need to open the windows and let the fresh breeze after a storm in.
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On Monday, April 9, 2012, ColorMeToxic
(240) wrote:
Beautifully sad.
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