Kidnapped by god

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This poem is about my friend who died age 15.

Submitted: March 13, 2011

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Submitted: March 13, 2011

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Dark skies full of clouds

Flowers brown and dying, slowly and painfully.

Aching heart beat causes sorrow

Eyes red and raw like hot ash, burning.

Flower slowly shrivels up and wrinkles fill the stalk

Tears swell in eyes like crystals over time

Friend of mine dying, flowers colour fading.

Tear drops try to water flower and let it drink the love

But too much hurt shrivels stalk and flower sinks some more

Slowly heart beat softens down, to a soft muse.

Flower burns to ash and dies in my hands.

Now its time to cry and make her funeral plans.

Flower buried in the ground, no longer i can see.

But i will always remember how much that flower meant to me.

Amazing flower full of life

Beauty embraced the leaf.

But flowers no longer here.

Its just me...... its just me.


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