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When was the last time you breathed? Staring from the surface- All the color in those cheeks, where is that pristine glow? I must've fallen asleep- Dazed in obedience Just to keep you alive, Sprawled blue across the floor. ... it's still colder... ... than your smile... As I lie safely tucked beside, Your cold skin pierces mine. All the pieces set in place But ever too blind my eye I can bear all the blame, but Death, it was just a child. © 2012
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 5:24 PM UTC
Death, It Was Just A Child (Remembrance of Sandra Coutévesque)
When was the last time you breathed? Staring from the surface- All the color in those cheeks, where is that pristine glow? I must've fallen asleep- Dazed in obedience Just to keep you alive, Sprawled blue across the floor. ... it's still colder... ... than your smile... As I lie safely tucked beside, Your cold skin pierces mine. All the pieces set in place But ever too blind my eye I can bear all the blame, but Death, it was just a child. © 2012
neal-emanuelson
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 5:24 PM UTC
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