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The Dead Cry Too

Poetry By: ReflectingeyE
Poetry



The spirit of a man is saddened as he watches his widow mourn at his grave.


Submitted:Feb 16, 2007    Reads: 117    Comments: 5    Likes: 0   


I stand silently and watch you cry,

My loving wife in black.

And I stand forever out of view,

For I never can come back.

I've watched you every single day,

And seen those days turn into years.

I've seen how grief has eaten you,

Like a cancer of the tears.

Your sky is grey and darker now,

Your heart is spent and dried.

I never wished your life to end,

When it was 'I' that died.

I'm sorry that you hurt so much,

And I can't comfort you.

I know the pain that burns inside,

Because I feel it too.

Know that I can hear your words,

And that I still love you.

And though I may be out of reach,

Know that the dead cry too.





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