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i grasped your stone so tightly

and wished that you were there

i moved, ever so slightly

and breathed in the harsh cold air



i cried out for your embrace

but you could not hear my voice

while the overwhelming pain resides

from your last and final choice



i screamed you name into the sky

but you ignored my cries

evoking memories of childhood

when i ignored your lies



i was a picture painted freely

a disturbance that did not bother

a skeleton lain, so sweetly

upon the gravestone of her father



i echoed pain up to the clouds

but you did not shed a tear

lost in a dangerous dance with life

but my death you seemed not fear



i sent transmissions high up with the breeze

flowing gracefully in waves

surrounded by memories of you

and rows of endless graves



i was a picture painted freely

a disturbance that did not bother

a skeleton dancing sweetly

upon the echoes of her father