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I hovered in your hallway Glancing at those portraits Crookedly hung upon the wall I stopped when I saw The one of you Five years old maybe Holding a baseball glove And smiling Smiling Not because you were High or drunk Smiling Not because you just Shot up some dope Smiling Not because you had ******* some ***** Smiling Because you were Genuinely happy At that exact moment In time Smiling because You were still young And innocent Smiling because You hadn't even Met me yet I glided down your hallway And into your room You were on the bed Sighing again You looked right through me And then stared back down At the cracks in your hands You started to talk to yourself The way a crazy man would In your situation "Sarah," you whispered to the shadows, "I miss you girl, more than you know. How will I ever get over you?" And that's when I leaned over your mourning body And kissed your lips So gently For the first time You thought it was just A weird breeze But in your heart I think you knew That it was me Kissing you goodbye From the grave
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Sep 27, 2010
Sep 27, 2010 at 7:18 PM UTC
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I hovered in your hallway Glancing at those portraits Crookedly hung upon the wall I stopped when I saw The one of you Five years old maybe Holding a baseball glove And smiling Smiling Not because you were High or drunk Smiling Not because you just Shot up some dope Smiling Not because you had ******* some ***** Smiling Because you were Genuinely happy At that exact moment In time Smiling because You were still young And innocent Smiling because You hadn't even Met me yet I glided down your hallway And into your room You were on the bed Sighing again You looked right through me And then stared back down At the cracks in your hands You started to talk to yourself The way a crazy man would In your situation "Sarah," you whispered to the shadows, "I miss you girl, more than you know. How will I ever get over you?" And that's when I leaned over your mourning body And kissed your lips So gently For the first time You thought it was just A weird breeze But in your heart I think you knew That it was me Kissing you goodbye From the grave
© September 2010 Sarah Lynn
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Sep 27, 2010
Sep 27, 2010 at 7:18 PM UTC
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