Rejected by Death

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By Loneliness is condescending •

She's not dieing She is the only one living We are the ones who are dead Left behind in this cold uncaring place She will feel the sun on her back once more. While we are entombed by ice, buried in the snow Her soul will be graced with peace and laid to rest Ours tormented and scared, forever walking Flowers bloom around her feet Cast among the vines to sleep Her eyes may be dull but ours are blind We missed the chance to glimpse another way She's not dieing She is the only one living We are the ones who are dead

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February 24, 2005 01:41My_pain_your_thrill

This is very touching. Deep.
Im interested in what made you write it..email me if you can to tell me... [email protected]

October 6, 2006 05:33lost the lonely dead

i do like this one as well it seems to imply the opposite is true in reality and that this is all sarcasm, that the 'girl' is blind living in an imaginary world where everything is perfect for her alone

March 7, 2007 01:42User

This is rather true in an idealistic way..and emotional too..feels like it ain't so bad beind dead sometimes..