Requiem For A Casualty

One rainy day I peered into the window of your soul,


The shattered pieces of your life, like a shroud to fill the hole,


A roomful of confusion, was the story left behind,


A teardrop dons a cheek or two, life's end can be unkind,


This solemn stage is deafening as soldiers come to call,


The pinned lapels are like trophied shelves adorning a blackened wall,


And as I toss the single rose atop the earthen mound,


I toss my sun... My moon... My stars...


My life, into the ground.

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