Someone I know dearly can’t find the silver lining
Please don’t tell anyone she’s crying.

Reaching up she feels a ghostly grave
Expecting this a human’s life he craves.

May I have yours? His black eyes seep right through her-
She may be sad but death release your grip!

Now, she fathoms everything she’s missed
From birth until death spoke those solemn words.

That being called Life pulled her from the pit
And then floated gently upwards toward the sky.

Author: Katestrawberry

I am a published author and writer/editor available for hire. I create abnormal, strange, and sometimes slightly erotic poetry. Crazy Girl. Creative Genius.

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