By Chris
Date: 1 July 2000
The Grave Yard
Clusters of flowers sparingly spread
Across the graveyard of the dead
The mid-day sun warms the stone,but never again to warm My bones
you visit a ple of earth and stone
You stand in silence...all alone, but yet not alone
So , do not plant tose flowers seeds
do not cry... and never fear
My time had come today ...goodbye
So you go on living....for I have died
well I might let yall know most of anything that I have ever writen
has been iether related to death or combat but hey who knows maybe I'll
even shock myself and write something up beat ..hmm
maybe I'll write bout a fishing trip that was very special to Me
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