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Array ( [sid] => 117692 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Hollow [time] => 2006-04-04 11:27:26 [hometext] => I wrote this on my 13th birthday when my grandmother passed away. I just found it yesterday so I thought I'd share it [bodytext] =>
Her eyes were like glass; she no longer saw
Her hands were cold; she no longer felt pain
Her lips no longer moved; her voice was long gone
Her fingers no longer worked right; she could no longer grasp
Her mind swam; alone she thought

She thought of the better days; back when she could smile
She thought of the younger days; back when she could laugh
She remembered how the sun felt on her face; she missed the warmth
She remembered what it was like to run; she missed the wind
She was still now; slowly she faded

Where were her friends; all the faces in her memories
Where were her children; the little ones she helped grow
Where was her husband; the man she loved for so many years
Where was her life; had everything really changed
Where would she go; if she could cry she would

Here came the cold; it was like needles down her frayed body
Here came the silence; it burned into her ears
Here came the fear; she didn’t want to leave
Here came the end; she was so tired
Here came the night; slowly she closed her unseeing eyes
[comments] => 3 [counter] => 172 [topic] => 39 [informant] => silver_runaway [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
Hollow

Contributed by silver_runaway on Tuesday, 4th April 2006 @ 11:27:26 AM in AEST
Topic: Grief




Her eyes were like glass; she no longer saw
Her hands were cold; she no longer felt pain
Her lips no longer moved; her voice was long gone
Her fingers no longer worked right; she could no longer grasp
Her mind swam; alone she thought

She thought of the better days; back when she could smile
She thought of the younger days; back when she could laugh
She remembered how the sun felt on her face; she missed the warmth
She remembered what it was like to run; she missed the wind
She was still now; slowly she faded

Where were her friends; all the faces in her memories
Where were her children; the little ones she helped grow
Where was her husband; the man she loved for so many years
Where was her life; had everything really changed
Where would she go; if she could cry she would

Here came the cold; it was like needles down her frayed body
Here came the silence; it burned into her ears
Here came the fear; she didn’t want to leave
Here came the end; she was so tired
Here came the night; slowly she closed her unseeing eyes




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Re: Hollow (User Rating: 1 )
by broken_cookie on Tuesday, 4th April 2006 @ 05:30:36 PM AEST
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this is really good! i loved it!


Re: Hollow (User Rating: 1 )
by FRANCO on Wednesday, 5th April 2006 @ 09:25:04 AM AEST
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It is indeed a beloved work of affection - She might have closed her wary eyes but she certainly shall hold your reflection in her heart because your love for her speaks volumes.
It is a wonderful work of affection and love.
FRANCO.


Re: Hollow (User Rating: 1 )
by JGB on Friday, 7th April 2006 @ 11:24:26 AM AEST
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Reminded me of my grandmother too.
Good write!
Sadly beautiful.




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