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Array ( [sid] => 72064 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => As I Stood In The Graveyard [time] => 2004-11-18 10:05:56 [hometext] => I realised I had died alone.. [bodytext] => As I stood alone in the deserted graveyard,
I was feeling quite defeated & scarred,
I looked around at all the people, who had died,
Thought of all the families who must have cried.

The wind blew softly, made me quiver,
It filled my whole body with quite a shiver,
The hairs on my neck were standing on end,
What I’d give now for a shoulder someone could lend.

I cast my eyes up quickly from the grave,
Fear passed over me in a tremendous wave,
I thought I saw someone stood watching me,
But I was totally alone, so how could this be?

I stared back down & tried hard to forget,
I realised I was crying as my cheeks became quite wet,
I searched my pockets & my bag for a tissue,
I stood there weeping as they wind howled & blew.

The name that was written was covered by a web,
I wasn’t a shock when I found out it was me who was dead
I had felt like I had died for so many painful years,
But only at my funeral did I cry any tears.
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As I Stood In The Graveyard

Contributed by pixie on Thursday, 18th November 2004 @ 10:05:56 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



As I stood alone in the deserted graveyard,
I was feeling quite defeated & scarred,
I looked around at all the people, who had died,
Thought of all the families who must have cried.

The wind blew softly, made me quiver,
It filled my whole body with quite a shiver,
The hairs on my neck were standing on end,
What I’d give now for a shoulder someone could lend.

I cast my eyes up quickly from the grave,
Fear passed over me in a tremendous wave,
I thought I saw someone stood watching me,
But I was totally alone, so how could this be?

I stared back down & tried hard to forget,
I realised I was crying as my cheeks became quite wet,
I searched my pockets & my bag for a tissue,
I stood there weeping as they wind howled & blew.

The name that was written was covered by a web,
I wasn’t a shock when I found out it was me who was dead
I had felt like I had died for so many painful years,
But only at my funeral did I cry any tears.




Copyright © pixie ... [ 2004-11-18 10:05:56]
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Re: As I Stood In The Graveyard (User Rating: 1 )
by Nazmythian on Thursday, 18th November 2004 @ 10:31:52 AM AEST
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* offers pixie either of his shoulders ( smiles cuz he has two to choose from ... ) to use at her disgression anytime she needs one .... *

You'll never be alone Dear ... you got way too many friends here .... And we ALL LOVES YOU !!!

Naz ~




Re: As I Stood In The Graveyard (User Rating: 1 )
by tigger on Thursday, 18th November 2004 @ 10:37:20 AM AEST
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yeah pixi i'll be here to -tigger ps.i'm new @ here


Re: As I Stood In The Graveyard (User Rating: 1 )
by _Raspberry_ on Thursday, 18th November 2004 @ 10:42:49 AM AEST
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Pixie! This is great! Kind of creepy ghost story type, only with a true expression of how your feeling. Keep your head up! *hugs* _Raspberry_


Re: As I Stood In The Graveyard (User Rating: 1 )
by jaeann on Thursday, 18th November 2004 @ 10:59:43 AM AEST
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the shock is that we survive all this expletive.....you did an awesome job here....i love the feel of it.....


Re: As I Stood In The Graveyard (User Rating: 1 )
by Always on Monday, 22nd November 2004 @ 06:13:17 PM AEST
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You know what? I love this poem....really man.....this was great...*s*




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