Dying Slowly
Dying Slowly
by Cate Rock
Dressed in sorrow
Words not followed
Dead already
Hands unsteady
Tears fall
You feel so weak,
So used,
So small.
Lying on the ground,
Stone cold dead,
Never to be found.
Submission date : 2009-04-08
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