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A young woman stands on the sidewalk
She is standing in front of a door
The rain is heavy, yet she looks dry
No one seems to notice her
And they pass on by
She stands completely still
As if she was a statue
The sun sets on the city
The woman still stands on the sidewalk
A man approaches her
He looks at her and says
“Don’t worry, our child is fine
You may rest in peace my wife”
The young woman smiles as if relieved
And she finally fades away
The man walks to the door; a tear runs down his face.
- by Imperfect Replica |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/11/2010 |
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- Title: -Woman on the Sidewalk-
- Artist: Imperfect Replica
- Description: A piece I wrote (and titled for once) while in school, not much too it. I didn't really go over it much, so there are probably some problems in it, but eh, you guys can point them out if you wish.
- Date: 02/11/2010
- Tags: woman sidewalk ghost wife child
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Imperfect Replica - 02/13/2010
- yeah, I started noticing that the story was kinda hard to get as well... I've given some thought to a rewrite of this, but haven't gotten around to it... as usual... *sigh*
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- Cookie_Booger - 02/13/2010
- Hmm... Very emotional, but I don't really get the story, and I didn't feel a lot of it.
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