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Unread Letters
Contributed by
trinity_love500
on
Monday, 7th October 2002 @ 01:50:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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Unread letters
Lay on the floor
Four months passed
Since they fell through the door.
Kitchen food,
Decrepid as her
The cat still roams hungry,
In a flat coated with fur.
Her son should have realised
Her own letter was late,
But he was too busy thinking
Of his latest date.
They'll find her in two weeks,
Twisted and bruised,
Lifelessly lying,
Last emotion? Confused.
Don't think she fell,
Died, then that was it,
She lay there alone
Through a whole day of fits.
Then she slipped silently,
Painfully away,
With a fast dying hope,
That he'd visit today.
Copyright ©
trinity_love500
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2002-10-07 13:50:00]
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Re: Unread Letters
(User Rating: 1 )
by matlock on
Tuesday, 8th October 2002 @ 05:06:51 AM AEST
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Re: Unread Letters
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 8th October 2002 @ 05:42:14 AM AEST
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very very sad, my neighbour who's old once broke her leg and she had to lie there for days before someone found her :(
Nice write,
Susan D |
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