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[title] => The Visit
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[bodytext] => Turn Turn and listen To the sound of her breath; shallow Eyes bright and vibrant Secrets of the young girl Behind them Laughter has never escaped her memory The large quilt torn covers her Colors faded together Red, yellow, green, blue Years of love and pain embedded in the seams Softly I brush hair from her face Once wild and red Spiral curls lusciously long Tickled the small of her back Now, it’s thin, matted and gray The color of cigarette ashes What is left? Repetitive memories People are pictures in a fading mind She reaches out to me Hand withered, bruised Skin that has softened and sagged Bright blue lines Hinted underneath the skin Showing that Her life still flows Today it is a red sweater; Purple sweats Too big Swallowing her tiny body, Becoming a child Eyes unknowingly aware Darting, looking around What does she see? Pretty images Harsh truth I walk away. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 32 [informant] => taurusgem1 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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