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They said that you weren't going to make it,
what did I do?
I sat at the end of your bed,
thinking of you.
I put my hand near yours,
your hand cold as the floor.
Pulse that stopped blood in your veins,
I cried and yelled out your name.
The day had finally come,
the piano's melody, it hummed,
A melancholy tone that echoed in our ears,
leaving my eyes not dry, but filled with tears.
The casket lay in the ground,
you're not moving, not making a sound,
I stand before your grave, looking down at you,
What did I do?
I knelt to one knee,
thinking of you.
I left roses and violets at your grave,
remembering how you were bold and brave.
A tear ran down my face,
my heart burned like mace.
I left your grave and got in the car,
knowing that you and I will be far apart,
But we knew our love will be forever together,
even on that last day on the white stretcher.
Your ghost remains throughout the house,
staying oh so very quiet like a mouse.
Staring at me with your beautiful eyes,
knowing that I don't have to hear your cries.
I looked down and saw a picture of us,
happy together, it was a must.
A smile grew on my face,
at the memory that I could trace.
What did I do?
I hugged the picture,
thinking of you.
what did I do?
I sat at the end of your bed,
thinking of you.
I put my hand near yours,
your hand cold as the floor.
Pulse that stopped blood in your veins,
I cried and yelled out your name.
The day had finally come,
the piano's melody, it hummed,
A melancholy tone that echoed in our ears,
leaving my eyes not dry, but filled with tears.
The casket lay in the ground,
you're not moving, not making a sound,
I stand before your grave, looking down at you,
What did I do?
I knelt to one knee,
thinking of you.
I left roses and violets at your grave,
remembering how you were bold and brave.
A tear ran down my face,
my heart burned like mace.
I left your grave and got in the car,
knowing that you and I will be far apart,
But we knew our love will be forever together,
even on that last day on the white stretcher.
Your ghost remains throughout the house,
staying oh so very quiet like a mouse.
Staring at me with your beautiful eyes,
knowing that I don't have to hear your cries.
I looked down and saw a picture of us,
happy together, it was a must.
A smile grew on my face,
at the memory that I could trace.
What did I do?
I hugged the picture,
thinking of you.
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Something that I wrote while listening to some music. :3
I don\'t know where this came from, the first stanza just popped in my mind in like 5 seconds. Out of nowhere.
Poem (c) Me.
I don\'t know where this came from, the first stanza just popped in my mind in like 5 seconds. Out of nowhere.
Poem (c) Me.
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oh my gosh i love this poem!!! it is so beautiful! u should totally check out my poetry!