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The frozen glazed-over expression haunts my face
as I look beyond the dull rain
into the group of black mourners
their hearts groaning deeply.
The cold wind whistles through the shivering trees
rustling the gathers of my intangible white dress.
The black trees creak slightly
skeletons of what was once beautiful.
Small drops of rain blow in the breeze
waltzing quickly through the cold air
landing upon my icy veil
the bouquet of silver roses in my ivory hands
as delicate as snow
have shrivelled and died
and slipped through the hungry cracks of death.
Tinted teardrops slide down my bruised cheeks
constant reminders of your promise
Your promise that you broke
the day I died.
as I look beyond the dull rain
into the group of black mourners
their hearts groaning deeply.
The cold wind whistles through the shivering trees
rustling the gathers of my intangible white dress.
The black trees creak slightly
skeletons of what was once beautiful.
Small drops of rain blow in the breeze
waltzing quickly through the cold air
landing upon my icy veil
the bouquet of silver roses in my ivory hands
as delicate as snow
have shrivelled and died
and slipped through the hungry cracks of death.
Tinted teardrops slide down my bruised cheeks
constant reminders of your promise
Your promise that you broke
the day I died.
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sad and lovely