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Feb 09, 2010
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Lullaby's Goodbye
standing before
your untroubled grave,
i cried.
on the epitaph,
white flowers,
candles..
in mourning was i
as i read your name
composed.
someone so dearest to me,
my mother..
had died..
i reminisce much
of her love for me..
so pure.
the lessons i learned form her
in my life..
all true..
her smiles..no more,
all her care..nowhere,
afar..
God had fetched her burning soul,
died so sicked,
yet brave.
— whitescatter, Feb 09, 2010
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Kailashana
16 years 4 months ago
Strong images, good *bones*,