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Enter Poem or Quote (Required) Lying in Stately Unconcious People are Gathered around Me Some,crying Others,Praying These Eyes of Mine no longer View Arms are folded across my chest I cannot feel the Satin Silk or wooden support underneath Somehow..this lowly Spirit is surrounding these relatives and Friends Past and Present,every person is in this Room Lovers and Bosses,Nieces&Nephew Aunts Uncles Brothers of the Dearest Kin and Blood Father of the Cloth is ready to give Comfort To the beriefed that cannot afford This Man(Who is I)was a Mouse of the World Many did Taunt The School Yard Bullies enjoyed picking on Him Women wanted nothing to do with this Timidity Alas He(Or Me,if you Forget)is now A Soul of the Sky This stature that is sleeping,a Cold Dear..no longer here It is a Tragedy to bear Witness upon this Service of Wake To unable but Move and only to glimpse Haven't been exactly..MYSELF ever since These Hands want to move and hold my Mother's Hand Dad cannot reveal himself,yet,I do understand Whose to say that He is far away They can only find, a peaceful Memory from another Simpler Time Right now,Nothingness is all around me Am I a Living Spirit..a Ghost that cannot move at all? If this be the Case,then.. there is one less being, here in this Human Race He cannot Wander or Leave his Deathly State It is now 8 PM and the parlor is closed The Casket is locked and the Body will eventually Rot I am that Silent Thought,from inside my Tomb Just to remind you In Case You Forgot!!
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