Thursday, 21 November 2013

Can miracles sometimes be bad?

A loved one hangs long,
to dear life.

And you are torn between.
Until.

The memories pain,
And you sanctify them
Eulogise them
Celebrate in their falseness.

A falseness you know and feel
And yet you want more of them.

Can miracles sometimes be bad?

When a person we cannot exist without,
passes on?

And we exist solely, lonely,
miraculously

Life goes on.

End.
A response to a poem by Conor.
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