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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
- Theme: Mystery
- Subject: Death / Heartbreak / Loss
- Published: 03/26/2015
Twist in Time
Born 1942, F, from Florida, United StatesTwist In Time As I stand here in front of my closet , starring in to the space...
I wonder which black dress to choose, and how I am going to face..
All the guests that will be there, at your final resting place...
I look in the mirror and what do I see ?
But cuts and scratches all over me...
Although I don’t feel any physical pain...
Oh, what’s that I hear?... could it be rain ?
I miss you already...just what went wrong ?..
We were driving along just listening to our favorite song...
I remember the curve on that old mountain road...
Then heard the train crash... and then explode...
Time to go called out my Mother...
It was a cold November morning, and very heavy rain...
I swear I heard the whistle of a train...
As I looked around I could see...
So many friends and family...
Standing in the crowd , Aunt Sarah and Uncle Fred...
OMG ! I thought they were dead...
There’s dear old Michael...
I had heard he died when he crashed his motorcycle...
Suddenly I saw YOU stand...
A bright red rose, you held in your hand...
What are you doing I wanted to shout...
But then I realized what you were about...
You dropped the rose upon MY grave...
It was then I realized...
You were the one, that was saved...
Twist in Time(kjforce)
Twist In Time As I stand here in front of my closet , starring in to the space...
I wonder which black dress to choose, and how I am going to face..
All the guests that will be there, at your final resting place...
I look in the mirror and what do I see ?
But cuts and scratches all over me...
Although I don’t feel any physical pain...
Oh, what’s that I hear?... could it be rain ?
I miss you already...just what went wrong ?..
We were driving along just listening to our favorite song...
I remember the curve on that old mountain road...
Then heard the train crash... and then explode...
Time to go called out my Mother...
It was a cold November morning, and very heavy rain...
I swear I heard the whistle of a train...
As I looked around I could see...
So many friends and family...
Standing in the crowd , Aunt Sarah and Uncle Fred...
OMG ! I thought they were dead...
There’s dear old Michael...
I had heard he died when he crashed his motorcycle...
Suddenly I saw YOU stand...
A bright red rose, you held in your hand...
What are you doing I wanted to shout...
But then I realized what you were about...
You dropped the rose upon MY grave...
It was then I realized...
You were the one, that was saved...
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