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I sat by her side for hours
Praying crying pleading singing
My sisters would come and go
A priest and others too drifted
In and out of darkness

Tears there were so many
A solitary pool gathered
At the corner of her eye
As if she shared our sorrow
I watched it run slowly
To the middle of her cheek
Oasis in a parched land
I stood to get a tissue
Could taste my own tears
I reached down to touch her
I Lost my balance
Put out my hands to stop
She’ll be crushed!
But I never touched
My hands they went through
No substance, she wasn’t there
In that instance I felt myself
Falling through time and space
Forever, endless, nothing
I woke up where she had been
In the bed, in her space
I had taken her place.




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On Thursday February 15th, 2007, Sin (1639) writes:
this was crushing..such sorrow spilled softly..like raindrops sliding down a window ~kristy


On Thursday December 28th, 2006, carlosjackal (1716) writes:
This was excellent and I particularly liked the way the poem turned after the 2nd half of the 2nd stanza. Write the hell on..


On Wednesday December 20th, 2006, Drea (929) writes:
Such sorrow. Welcome to DP.


On Monday December 18th, 2006, Mylissa (1075) writes:
wow so sad, so beautiful.


On Thursday December 14th, 2006, heartdripsblack (768) writes:
this was very good. welcome to dp. ~ red.



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