Array ( [sid] => 185614 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Does our suffering end with this? [time] => 2018-11-18 07:01:54 [hometext] => with the passing of my mom... [bodytext] => All those horrible things you/'/ve said and done
Along with the many fading into my dark alone
Remembered fully now as your pitiful chosen son
Releases earth/'/s dust to drift down below your stone

Even contrived, all the empty affections received
Escape and dissolve into that deepest silence
How very sad the thoughts of a child deceived
Heartless melancholy became his life sentence

What could I have given for a mother/'/s loving caress
While crying there with only scars and fears
So sad the child whose love was easy to dismiss
Sorrow paints memories of this child/'/s hushed tears

Gone are the maggots of confusion eating this child/'/s heart
Grief ends ultimately with this handful of dirt I drop
As old as he became, he now receives a brand new start
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Does our suffering end with this?
Date: Sunday, 18th November 2018 @ 07:01:54 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: reprobate
All those horrible things you/'/ve said and done
Along with the many fading into my dark alone
Remembered fully now as your pitiful chosen son
Releases earth/'/s dust to drift down below your stone

Even contrived, all the empty affections received
Escape and dissolve into that deepest silence
How very sad the thoughts of a child deceived
Heartless melancholy became his life sentence

What could I have given for a mother/'/s loving caress
While crying there with only scars and fears
So sad the child whose love was easy to dismiss
Sorrow paints memories of this child/'/s hushed tears

Gone are the maggots of confusion eating this child/'/s heart
Grief ends ultimately with this handful of dirt I drop
As old as he became, he now receives a brand new start
All the false hopes of not being despised may finally stop

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