WITNESS
UNFORGOTTEN PAIN LINGERS, HESITANT
REMINISCENT COLD FINGERS TAP AT MY SOUL
DEATH
CRINGING AS THE SCENT OF SORROW
PARALLELS PAIN MOCKING MY YESTERDAY
BOUQUETS
OF DRY FLOWERS NOW PALED, ENCAPSULATED
CURLED CRISP FROZEN IN TIME , EMBEDDED
DUST
A CRUEL REMINDER THAT NO BEAUTY IS EVERLASTING
FOR ONCE LIFE HAS BEGAN SO HAS THE PROMISE OF THE END
INEVITABLE
WE CLING TO THAT WHICH MUST RENEW
NEVER TRULY KNOWING THE OUTCOME BEFORE OUR TIME
FREE
OF PAIN UNYIELDING
YET ATTEMPTING TO DEFY THE NEXT JOURNEY
NO END
ONLY CONTINUANCE, SPIRIT SOARS HIGH, NO PAIN
I WONDER IF THOSE SOULS THAT LEAVE
ARE JUST WAITING TO BEGIN LIFE AGAIN
WRITTEN BY CORRINA LEBLOND
MY PLACE - POETRY , AFFIRMATIONS & MORE 
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