Even In DeathA Poem by iNSOMniACA poem about a man who lost his mother, who died in his arms.Once a woman from the dawned, darkened age Who lived like a true lady and swallowed her rage Knelt upon the foot of my bed And planted a sweet kiss atop of my head For she was once a child in this dawned, darkened age When she was treated like a rogue animal inside a cage But now a grown woman who took care of a child Look down upon me and worriedly smiled "For one day may we part, we will see another once again" There's no use in arguing if you will not win So instead of putting down one of my many theories, I tried to make my serene mother feel much less weary I pulled her head upon my chest And there it lay now, and there it may rest For the small sweet smile that lay on my mother's face Laid there, even after she passed, and stayed there for days Once a woman from the dawned, darkened age Who now lays in her tomb piled high with sage Looked upon the heavens above And even in death, nourished me with her love
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6 Reviews Added on December 13, 2014 Last Updated on December 13, 2014 AuthoriNSOMniACWatching my rear-view mirror, and what it is reflecting: it's an image that's broken.AboutI hope you don't mind if I start over. ------------------------------------------------------ "That night, the ocean rippled in the sky, tapping on the glass that kept it away from its true pl.. more.. |

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