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Being Pushed To the Edge

She was standing so close yet so far She was so confident that she'd never shed another tear Perhaps she was over confident That she forgot and lost her foot The world around her was spinning And so she spun along with it It was too long Yet its like time had come to a stand still They say time is supposed to heal But to her the wounds were still fresh Its just like it happened yesterday The feeling so toxic that it chocked her The tears were unwilling to sooth her anymore For she had become undesirable She was breaking piece by piece And slowly she was crumbling Going back to where she came from Just like they say And we shall return back to the soil And each one of us say Amen She died a dead log Wasted and an unexplained being It was so saddening None of us could hold their tears back And the spades scooped simultaneously As though rhythmically entwined We all sang with sadness blanketing above us And with that she was gone Her pains and sorrows Buried along with her Her death remained a history To be taken down to the young ones She was no hero Yet she evoked sympathy from people's hearts Her death was no accident She was killed by you and me

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Date: 5/25/2016 7:15:00 AM
You nailed it here "She died a dead log Wasted and an unexplained being It was so saddening None of us could hold their tears back And the spades scooped simultaneously As though rhythmically entwined We all sang with sadness blanketing above us"
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