A Grave
So lonely and still
Sitting so grave upon the hill
Whirling winds pound and stir
As the rain pours down against the world
A young girl cries
The silence shrouding her innocence
As tears roll, dip and spew
The stars dance and twirl.
Endless void of beauty and death
All becoming to a little girl.
Anger begs and is soon accepted
And a vow never heard.
Screams of deception
And a whispered promise
signal the end of an innocent world...
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