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Elizabeth (A Song for the Dead)
Black, so black
A sea of black
Blank, but sank
Their eyes so blank
Rise, and fall
We stand, we stall
So it starts
and with broken hearts
We silently weep
Then collapse into seats
Fierce flames are pulling
Their crackles are lulling
The Earth is moving
This world keeps turning
Yet the silence is dulling
Dulling us all.
Published 20th Mar 2013
| Edited 24th Sep 2014
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Anonymous
4th Jul 2013 9:32pm
I like it...but I'm not sure exactly how this is a love poem.
5th Jul 2013 3:24pm
