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Poetry By: sirenscalling

Wrote this for a school thing in 8th grade, but I like it even so. Have two others from the project, posting soon!

Submitted:Jan 5, 2013    Reads: 16    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Tears roll down porcelain cheeks,

Lost in the haze of mid-October rain;

She falls to her knees --

at the grave of her love.

She presses her cheek against the gnarled bark,

tracing letters

and hearts --

A million names

carved into the tree

by drunken pocketknives.

She closes her eyes and remembers:

A laugh,

a smile,

the warmth of his fingertips

pressed gently against her lips.

She feels his hand reach for her;

Asking her to join him

once more.

His arms wrap around her,

and she's enveloped in splintering bark.

The hallucination fades;

She is driven to madness.

I walk by and freeze --

Mesmerized by the rope

slung around a delicate neck,

the body hanging lifelessly

from snarled branches

in the moonlight.

Captivated -

By a love that meant enough

to die for,

and slipped though

her fingers

by nothing more than accident.

But now,

they'll be together

in the depths of forever.


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