Archive for July 1st, 2011


I died a death but stayed alive
In phantom’s likeness I survive
Alive, yet dead, I walk alone
In rooms with walls as cold as stone

 I lived a life and dreamed a dream
And loved the life you lived with me
Then in the whisper of a breath
You left, and then I died a death


Though dead I live, I cannot part

From love that lives within my heart
Within my sorrow I must strive
To keep my hope and faith alive

 For all the love that I would give
I surely would prefer to live
To be content, not to survive
But feel my spirit come alive

 You slowly took your final breath
‘Twas me, my dear, who died a death

 — Submitted by Elizabeth Santos from Pottstown, PA


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I didn’t know I loved you
Until you went away.
I didn’t much think of you
Up to that final day.
The music that was you
I only noticed when it stopped.
I didn’t take the time to
Tell you that I cared a lot.
My love of life went with you
Too late for me to say
I didn’t know how much I loved you
Until the day you went away.

— Submitted by Kenneth Hoffman
from Morristown, NJ

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