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Jul 2015
The hour has stricken,
He has been found.
No longer breathing,
Lying there wet as can be.
Soaked with the rivers kiss of death,

Facebook slowly starts to rise,
When I see rest in peace dear boy.
Nothing will be the same,
Two people in two months.
Soaked with the rivers kiss of death,

Slowly declining in breath,
My heart breaks in two.
It hurts to live right now,
Knowing you’ll never be back.
Soaked with the rivers kiss of death,

Wishing you could come back,
Wishing you knew I loved you.
I can’t find the one to blame,
So I blame myself.
I feel so bad, so sad.
Soaked with the rivers kiss of death,

A fire is no longer burning
Dying in the ashes of night.
A good soul is now dead,
Longing for a new light.
Rejected by life,
We see a good soul die.
Soaked with the rivers kiss of death,

The tears of mourners,
The screams of pain.
No controlling the feeling,
We go along with it.
Everyone in black,
No music to life.
Soaked with the rivers kiss of death,

They now bury him,
Mothers fall to their knees,
Sisters stay home and bleed,
Brothers get into fights.
Fathers grieve silently,
Isn't life grand?
Soaked with the rivers kiss of death

He is gone,
Sadly Never to return,
But only in faith,
Prayers so soft and sweet.
Soaked with the rivers kiss of death,

The kiss of the river so soft and sweet,
It sweeps you off your feet,
It makes you feel youth again,
Soaked, with the rivers kiss of death,
This is a poem about someone passing away by drowning.
Written by
Elizabeth M Moore  Gales Ferry CT
(Gales Ferry CT)   
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     DawynSHunter and alison
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