A Butterfly's End

by butterflyqueen   Aug 17, 2013


1998-2013

She who lies here
Died young, her face free of
Lines. Her worries and sorrows no
more, her words forever kept inside of
her head. Yet her ink stains the
Pages she once wrote on. Death was
Hers when she took him in her arms. He is now
her lover, her love, her killer... yet sorrow paints
the flowers, the stone, the casket, and her very
body. A great loss to those who loved her
dearly. She who lies here is no more
her words forever sealed shut
here eyes wont open again
her beauty will remain
here on this stone

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  • 11 years ago

    by Redangelwings

    I like this piece a lot. It is sad but it's always great to remember a friend. The way you paint a picture of her she sounds beautiful and God is looking after her now. I know she is smiling over you and watching. Ilike the start but there is always a silver lining to passing and thats they live with no more pain. If death had ahold of her as you say that is really sad. But maybe she just wanted to end the pain.

    I see a couple of small spelling errors that I hope you change. Near the ending. Tgose should be those and eues should be eyes. Other wise this is a very lovely poem for a special friend. 5/5

    • 11 years ago

      by butterflyqueen

      Class assignment was to write an epitaph for ourselves or someone else at school. it was written for a girl who goes by adreamer here.

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