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Forgotten Grave

By: ValeriyaPonomar

Page 1, Death of a loved one is never easy, it hurts. Especially those who are missed by only a handful of people.

Sometimes She comes to my Grave, holding a red rose,

Depicting her love for me,roses were those,

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Standing still She bursts into tears,

Oh! How can I console her?, the distance never nears,

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Deadly silence, her tears and the shrill darkness,

Unending night, countless stars, a wail's dampness,

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Putting the roses, she would walk away,

Lowered head and tears marked her way,

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An uncompleted heart's constellation, the stars gave,

She was the only one to come and for rest Forgotten was My Grave!

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