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Remember September 11th by ~SocksMcgee105

for mama Candles flicker in the dark of a filled room,for mama by ~SocksMcgee105
gasping as the song is sung,
different languages holding the same meaning;
strange syllables echoing congratulations.
Thanks is spilled into the shadows,
a flurry of words as you scramble to exclaim gratitude.
gifts are shoved into your arms after everyone
has had their fill of cake,
the smoke of the candles long since gone.
You laugh until you sob,
smiling so hard your face is sore hours after the party ends.
You hug all in attendance and wish them well as you part.
That night you sink into the covers of your bed and think of how much you have grown since last year,
and slip into an


Oh Pretty Morning Glory Broken ribsOh Pretty Morning Glory by ~SocksMcgee105
Asphyxiated breaths
Come out like hyperventilated whispers
In the deep of the darkest of nights
There is a cry.
I wipe my eyes on the sleeve
Of your old shirt
But there is no relief,
For it doesn't smell like you;
Cedar bark and the wax of a burning candle.
You are long dead,
Shot in the head with bitterness
Returned to you in a extended life you
Were never meant to live.
Mafia leader,
That's what they called you,
Finding us in the home by the sea,
Our place, the love-nest,
They couldn't see how gentle you were,
Shielding me with your arms and
Carefully maneuvering me behind your strong shoulders.
I cried
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