Despair (A Poem)

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This is a poem inspired by a book I once read. Enjoy!

Submitted: February 01, 2015

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I look at your body,

Lying still  on the casket.

Your skin fairer than an everlasting rose,

Eyes so soft and warm.

Your lips vibrant and red,

Where my own once touched.

Beautiful.

 

 

They dressed you in the dress you hated,

The one you said you wouldn't be caught dead wearing.

I guess irony can be cruel.

 

 

I find my fingers running through your glossy hair,

And reaching out to grasp your hand.

Expecting to feel the warmth you once had,

But instead, I feel nothing.

 


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