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DEAD

door killea

DEAD

This fine morning, 11 a m, I found him dead,
he was not my boyfriend, not my lover
he was much more, he was my best friend
cold and stiff to the touch, a mate I loved so much.
My translator, partner in crime, tears of laughter,
tears of sorrow, we shared them all, he's gone.
This fine day, so surreal, can't even verbalise
how weird and absent, yet desolate I feel.
Coroner says it was natural causes, painless,
quick, in the night he took his last breath.
This fine day, the dramas reach another notch,
the sun shines warm, on his untimely death.


"O death were is your sting? O grave where is your victory?"

WILLEM De REGT

Rest in Peace

feedback van andere lezers

• andremoortgat
  Mijn condoleances bij dit verlies
  killea: thank you Andre
• ivo
  wat een verlies, veel stertke Killea ..
  killea: many thanks Ivo
• CHRIS
  dood is als de regen
  de zon zal altijd schijnen
  de regen houd nooit op
  de zon blijft schijnern

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