Caleb Pendleton · Feb 14, 2011
Eulogy of a Life

it would color him
and darken
him,
it would make him
cry
and make him
think

it would be devastating
and it would be
soul-crushing

it would destroy
and it would
create

it would kill,
only one,
but it would
murder more
in the times to
come

it is terrible,
and horrendous,
and monstrous,
and black,
and it happens

and it colors him,
and darkens him,
still.

 
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