The Prayer of the SurvivorA Poem by SirenNow I lay my wants to rest, The weight of care upon my chest. I promptly pine for clarity, A remedy for this tragedy. If we must die before we wake, What measures, then, are we to take? Live on in love and share our sorrow, Ever hoping for brighter tomorrow. And when body and soul are rent apart, May survivors endure with comforted heart.
© 2013 SirenAuthor's Note
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Added on October 10, 2013Last Updated on October 10, 2013 AuthorSirenAboutWell....if you must know, I (sometimes) live in the real world. I love listening to music because it lets me breathe. I love laughing because it lets me live. I love writing because it lets me (almost.. more..Writing
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