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[aid] => mick
[title] => My Sisters Toy
[time] => 2009-11-22 07:32:56
[hometext] => A poem for Lucy, my sister. Who i lost when i was 12, she was 3.
[bodytext] => It was her favorite She held onto it with her life I remember taking it out of her hands the day she went away Sometimes The thoughts come back And I long to be with you, sis Down in the ground Were you watch the world go by from your coffin Watching me weep for you, so far ahead in time Do you see our mother? Do you see how she clings to your toy? Just as you did The colors faded The eyes scratched and tired But it’s still yours Still the only thing I have of you And though we weren’t thick as blood The bond was still strong Paintings on the wall Videos to show me how you were They aren’t enough I still long for you to be here If only you were still here If only you were the glue to a broken family A dying family A dying me Would you recognise our mother? What would you say when you saw her? Crippled Broken Laying cold on the hospital bed But as she drifts away As I can’t remember you at all As my family tree crumbles I forget who I am I forget what I was I hold your necklace close to my heart I hold your memories locked up and safe But I wish you’d come back I wish you were still alive I wish I wasn’t the only person in our family still going strong A happy family Memories that still remain Battered and worn But still in my thoughts The family I want back The sister I want back... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 176 [topic] => 55 [informant] => DevilWithAHalo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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