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Published: 2012-04-24 17:22:59 +0000 UTC; Views: 1252; Favourites: 59; Downloads: 6
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I remember you, quiet man,plaidly relieved against a backdrop
spangled with motes of starry dust.
I remember you, blue eyes,
all black socks and white sweater,
and the way you used to eat mayonnaise.
I made fun of you for that.
I remember you smiling,
no tubes, no pumps.
And in the blue room, I played a game,
pretending I could keep you here
as long as I stayed awake, imagining
my breath sustaining you-
in and out
in and out
in and out
and once more.
But my heart cramps,
and my eyes are sore,
and this is not so much a poem
as a thinly veiled prayer
that you still guard me as I sleep,
though open eyes did not save you.
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Thank you. It sucks, truly. It drives me nuts when people say that it gets better. It doesn't get better; you just learn to work around it.
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I know how you feel.
I'll leave that at that and I am very sorry for your loss...
Beautiful and very sweet, touching and emotional. I nearly cried, not a bad thing at all however, I've been repressing a lot and this really helped.
It's good to get your emotions out through words on paper isn't it?
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And yes, it does help. Not much, but it does, and every little bit helps.
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This has uncovered a lot of repressed emotion in me.
This is really beautiful beyond words, I don't know how to express how this has stopped me completely in my tracks and made me think, not only of that which I have lost but all that I still have and cherish. Thank you, really.
I'm also very sorry for your loss. This is a breathtaking poem.
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Oh, sweetie. This was lovely and emotional and sad and just full of so much feelings. ;A; <3
And I'm sorry about your grandfather, hun. *sends love, hugs, and good feelings your way* ;___;
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For myself, I guess. I keep feeling like there was something I could have done, if I had just known what it was. Even though that's stupid.
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It's not stupid... It's normal to feel responsible and guilty and upset... I understand, but I hope you realize soon that there really is absolutely nothing you could have done.
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That was quite heart felt. I never knew my grandparents, they wanted nothing to do with me due to my parents - an English mother and a Scottish dad - getting together. They saw me as an abomination of a halfbreed and wanted nothing to do with me, my brother and sister and my parents.
My last grandparent died a few years ago.
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Damn. .__. Mine are a bit peculiar, but it sounds like yours were insane. I'm sorry you had to go through that.
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Happens, we can never pick our familes.
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memories will always be remembered in our hearts.
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I'm just not going to say anything too much on this. I can't find a way to express the beauty of these words.
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although his shell have forever broken
the light of hos soul will never leave you
Sorry for your loss...
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This is beautiful... so sad
I hope this isn't based on any of your own experiences - reading it made me think of my friend because her dad just died of cancer...
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My grandpa. It's been a while, and it's getting better, but some days I just have to write angsty poetry.
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Hello, again. This is simply wizard, good solid description and memory, fondness in the emotion for the subject, good standard free/blank verse format. You done it again.
(thumb up)
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<3 Thanks.
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Oh yes, I explained at your profile. I refer to the comment above mine.
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xD Friend, you confuse me greatly.
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Pardon me. Anyway, I thought that the last comment was a bit dumb.
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Not at all! xD I've been known to befuddle people. Sometimes, the words just don't cooperate.
Anyway, I appreciated the sympathy. Sometimes, I feel like people get tired of my angsty poetry.
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