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Perfectly Still

Now she lays perfectly still

Nothing done at her own will

Curled up in a little ball

She can't speak at all

We've watched her all the way

With her we'd cry and pray

Hoping some day this will all end

We could act like it was just pretend

That's something we can only wish

As we give her the final kiss

We never know when we'll part

Makes it hard to know where to start

God I hope you will forgive

But please don't let her live!




An Uncle Charlie Original





© 2011 unclecharlie
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April 8, 2011 at 8:45 AM
This poem reminds me of a song by Alesana(: I love them as a band so I really enjoyed this poem(:
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