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May 2019
If love is a

Cruel

Mistress

Then death is a

Silent

friend

Always waiting

Waiting for

You.

To

Smile

To

Laugh

To

Be

Joyful

And then

He’s there

A soft

Silent

reminder

Of people who

Used

To

Smile

Laugh

Used

To

be

Joyeful.

He is that

Sigh

Those tears

The

Desolate

Cold

Broken

Breaking

Eyes.

Windows to a

House

Of ghosts.

A silent

Cry

Of

Fury

Fire

And at the same

Time

Ashes

Fear

Loneliness

Because it’s not

Fair

Not

Possible

Not

Never

No

No,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no­,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no.

But death

Death is a

Faithful

Faithful friend

And he says

Yes

Yes,yes,yes,yes,yes,yes,yes,yes,yes,yes,yes,yes,yes,ye­s,yes,yes,yes,yes,yes,yes,yes,yes,yes,

Yes

And it hurts

So much.

But death

He is a faithful friend

And he tells you

The best

Stories

When you

Laughed

When you

Smiled

When she had

Life.

Because death

Death is your most faithful friend.
For a friend
Eve
Written by
Eve
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