Innocent Graves
Every day,
every night,
people grieve over innocent graves.
They cry as their tears
drop one by one,
to the ground.
They remember all the memories,
all the love that their loved one shared.
It's getting harder to believe that
they're gone.
Many people grieve over innocent graves,
because someone they loved,
was murdered.
Copyright © Kendalle Crouse | Year Posted 2006
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