Wednesday, March 13, 2013

a memorial.

you told me 185 white chairs
lined along the city's square.

i couldn't imagine it, couldn't
quite grasp the feeling.

through your words, i could
nearly feel the sadness.

questions of heart break
and human worth running
around your head.

hold my memory, and
feel uplifted. all is well
and the future is bright.

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