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Funeral of Forever

Tears of the lost fall before the procession
The spirits of the forgotten fog the world around
A penny for your thoughts
-a quart for your soul?
A rose of crimson across your coffin
Slower and slower you sank into the earth
Every drop of dispare from the faces around
-they fell for you
You, the "star" you were
-Some star.
More of scar than anything
Yes -a scar on the face of humanity
The rips in the flesh of all things great
Condolences to whatever fate lies before you
What did it do to deserve such torment?

This poem was written by Cel Laroque on Jun 09, 2007.

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