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The Death Flower

In the middle of an abandoned churchyard Stands a lily, who all pass by Growing in winter, spring, summer and fall Just simply, refusing to die Some people called it unnatural As they plucked it from the ground But when the sun came up, the very next day Again, that flower was found Day after day, they would break its stem Like a thousand times before But the lily would be resurrected And spring to life once more It was even covered with gasoline As they stood and watched it burn Once again, while everyone slept The flower, would just return They decided to bring their shovels And dig, til there was nothing to save And that's when they knew this lily Was a marker, for an unknown grave A little girl who was long since missing Abducted in the night, while she slept Never found, and they never knew The secret that this lily kept Her body was moved to a graveyard With a gravestone, so everybody knows The little girl missing, has finally been found And is resting, where the lily grows

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 5/7/2010 5:03:00 PM
Very well written...enjoyed
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Date: 5/7/2010 4:03:00 PM
Very provocative and tragic story but at least there was closure. Skillfully scripted.
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Date: 5/7/2010 3:10:00 PM
WOW, THIS WAS HEART TOUCHING, VERY SAD
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