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Drowning in a river of sorrow
Crying, but trying to stifle
Will there even be a 'marrow?
Such a bagatelle, a trifle

Sliding in a downward peril
Crying, but trying to stifle
killing the lovely carol,
by shooting it with a rifle

Choking on a thought of bile
Crying, but trying to stifle
Nothing is but a little while,
when death is such an eye-ful

11/15/01
©Hannahlore Starr
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