A shooting star could pass by my eyes,
it wouldn't break through the tears I cry.
A sudden chill has frozen me to my stare,
a distant message was passed and I'm now aware.
She left the living worlds breath.
I now know of her passing death.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just a poem capturing a moment. It hasn't happened yet and I hope it never does.
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Comments1
A poem that seems a premonition. The question is who is being referred to. It has an ominous feel to it. Nicely written
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