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Not here. Not now.
Wipe away these frozen tears from this icy cheek,
and close these shuttered eyes.
There is nothing here that they will ever see again.
Close the mouth, gasping in its last.
There is no air to ever breathe again, not here. Not now.
Lay out this broken body,
nothing left but skin and bones, worn away and withered.
There is no strength left lying here beside it.
No strength that can brace to stand here.
Smooth away the straying hairs,
and ease away the lines.
There is no pain, no suffering, not here. Not now.
Hold the hand between your own.
But there is nothing left to hold.
Nothing left to grasp back.
No flickering pulse, no warmth of life.
They are cold and hard and unforgiving.
They will not listen to your tears.
They will not hear your pleas.
There is nothing left of recognition, nothing left to hold.
The tears do not mean a thing, not here. Not now.
Our words they will not carry, not to your ears,
shut away in that box.
You are not there, there lies just your empty shell.
And soon there will not even be that.
Nothing left but a memory. Not here. Not now.
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