a funeral.A Poem by brianna vegagrow as these people surround me filling seats till arms press up against each otherbodies one after the next fill in around me talking in whispers eyes searching watching scolding laughing crying this is my familya life has ended but were here together crowding this church filling in around me © 2011 brianna vega |
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Added on January 4, 2011 Last Updated on January 4, 2011 Authorbrianna vegacity of lost angels, CAAbouti need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..Writing
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