Monday, November 11, 2013

Goodbye

It must be a curse...
or something.
The hand that our family has been dealt
to suffer
in this eternal spiral of grief.

Aged by their burden-
two children
now immortal
beyond Heaven's doors
once very much animated
in our world's
beautiful, yet dangerous,
light.

But life has moved on
despite their best wishes
to stay frozen in that moment,
or the moments before.

Twenty years later
Twenty years
that can never be erased
Never be undone.

Never a chance to go back
and change last words
to say a proper goodbye.

But what would you do,
if you were told to say
Goodbye

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