Wednesday, April 20, 2011

The Darkness of Death

When you die
There is no one to say
Your name.
And slowly,
So slowly,
It is forgotten.
Memories
Break away,
Shards of a mirror,
Until the reflection
Is lost to the
Daarkness.
You forget who you
Are,
Your parents, your friends,
Your loves,
All lost to the
Cloying darkness
To which we all
Return.

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