<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540611" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>For the lost</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Grief, asks no questions</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> But still we strive to fill it with an answer</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> To pity the undisguised soul</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> That walks bare foot across our sanctuary of dreams</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> To paint mournful dancing tears upon the lonely strangers face</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Stranger still, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Our own reflection in the mirror of their eyes</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> We stand by graves</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> With unsung hymns still held between the fingers of our hands</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Tongue dry</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> This is hope</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> This is grief</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The glass is shattered</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> But still we weave a map from broken veins</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> As if 'our failing hearts' were born for this</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> To turn our losses with the spin of every coin</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Upon the fall of every dice</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Forcing an answer where no question lies</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Our kingdoms born of chance and solemn kings</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> preparing for our death</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> While the orphan sweetly sings! </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> <br> yvette m smith dec 08</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Yvette+Smith">Yvette Smith</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540611" data-title="For the lost de Yvette Smith" data-description="Grief, asks no questions But still we strive to fill it with an answer To pity the undisguised soul That walks bare foot across our sanctuary of dreams To paint mournful dancing tears upon the lonely strangers face Stranger still, Our..."></div> </div> </div>

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