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lofty
lofty
United Kingdom, Bolton

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Cruciare

Situation dictates my obituary
Darkness envelops me
Short cut home
Path of betrayal
Five minutes extra with my children
before bed
Blow to the back of the head
Left for dead

Small bills
Smaller change
Stolen money
Stolen father

Faces of love ones flash
Momentarily
Lightning fast slideshow
Teasing
Enticing
Showing me what I'll miss
Smell of my children's hair
Bubble gum kiss
Faint
Distant
Melody
Out of reach
Silence
'Sorry I can't take your call, leave a number and I will get back to you'.

My eulogy

Hope you spend my change on a dirty fix
Poison your insides
Put an end to your tricks

My family stares at a mound of dirt
Rained stained faces concealing the hurt
Remember me as
Daddy
Husband
Friend
Know my love will never end

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Comment by: - 2006-06-27 15:30
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Small bills
Smaller change
Stolen money
Stolen father


love this, and it looks like i'm not the only one. great write. very bitter and honest. love that.
sweetalker Comment by: sweetalker - 2006-06-24 00:29
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I'm speechless and in awe. Bravo old chap.
Comment by: - 2006-06-08 08:07
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I love the slideshow that shows you what will be missed. This poem may or may not be a reflection of your personal life, but I tend to think it is NOT...because you have repeatedly shown the ability to walk in another person's shoes with your words...which is honestly a true literary gift. I am not a big country music fan, so tip toe lightly to say...this poem has all the elements that make a country song "GOOD" one of those country songs...people like me...not faithful fans of the genre...are drawn to listen to over and over again. There is a HOOK in this write and it has buried its point into my gills hitting me right where I breath...in a good way...I gasp at the essence of life portrayed in the expectance of death. - Leah
PANDORA Comment by: PANDORA Online- 2006-06-07 17:56
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Those dreams will get us everytime. Some so real you wake up and do not know if what you dreamed was a dream or reality. Scary dream also, shows your mortality and all you would leave behind. Excellent, moving and perfect as always.
Min Comment by: Min - 2006-06-07 13:26
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I thought this was sad. Say it isn't true!
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