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Alexia's Eulogy
To hear your voice against the wind
Was a dream I never thought could come true
A scattered memory of a dozen roses
That years ago I bought for you
You bring something to me
No picture could capture
Your name is like a song
A tattoo on the wind
Oh my love, I miss you
Your laughter echoes on the weeping willows
Like a shadow, dissipating in the dark
You were only here a while
But you left so many footprints
You bring such tears to me
That drizzle like a dreary storm
I dragged my hand through the sand
And I found my heart; and thought of you
Oh my love, I miss you
So rest in peace my happy dreams
My delicate princess, shrouded whole
A reminder of my blessings and
A hole where your kisses should be
Visit me in my deepest dreams
Where you may forever rest in peace
The Mo[u]rning After
The glass to you, my bittersweet reflection. Your scarecrows walk at midnight.
Dancing rats and standing arrows; running down the drain.
We're out of time.
Sitting behind plastic with glowing, searching eyes. The moonlight shimmers from you.
Another night, still waking up; my mouth is full of bleach.
I cannot cry.
The shattered tombstones daunt me. How we long to search the foggy hills.
Choke the doll. Twist off my head.
The orbs are boring brown.
One stake, his stuffing all pours out. Your feet cannot touch the ground now.
And I wonder...Where has your smile gone, creation? Your face is featureless.
And the tired sun is weeping to set.
Your view is plain; we're frozen forever. My blood is rotting inside of me.
Faint starlight and glittering beams.
The moon offers you it's gaze.
Even in this angelic black, we cannot seem to smile. The point seems unfamiliar.
Distant chirps and the music of dusk cannot hope to envelope us.
And your scarecrows walk at midnight.