Greif: Draft 3
Contributed by
ramuel
on
Monday, 19th April 2004 @ 08:12:22 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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If you have ever wished to see my face
(And you, a man of centuries old, in case
You had forgotten, never had this wish),
All you would ever need to do is miss
Someone who strikes you close in to your heart,
A person from whom you can’t be apart;
Then first you will see my uncovered eyes,
A disturbing sight that you’ll surely despise;
Next slowly comes unfurled my wicked grin,
And the blood will quickly drain from your limbs;
Upon your knees, your face against the ground,
You cry and beg for me to go away,
But I am your sorrow; I am your pain,
And I cannot let you be once again.
Though now you are beaten, lying in dirt,
Your pain not forgotten, and still I lurk,
You think you can maybe continue on,
But you can’t recover; I am not gone -
You believe you’re wise, but what do you know;
You’ve not been a fraction the life I own,
And now that you’ve seen it, though just a taste,
Certainly, you don’t wish to see my face.
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ramuel
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2004-04-19 20:12:22] (Date/Time posted on
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