the day she did it

the day she did it

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson
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for her

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The day she did it
I knew her smile
It was empty
It exuded style.
The day she did it
I could see her eyes
sparkling
with untold lies.
The day she did it
I recognized her voice.
It was hollow
It reeked of her choice.
I waited
running it through my head
The way it would sound
and how it would look
and how it would feel
how it would taste -
And then she did it
and she was dead.



© 2016 Lyn Anderson


Author's Note

Lyn Anderson
You will notice suicide is a predominant theme in my grief poetry. That is because I have known more people who died of suicide than of natural causes. Sad but true.

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Wow! Amazed! Fantastic! those are the only words that I can use to describe such a work of art! This is incredible! I found this wright completely compelling to read. Fabulous! Keep up the fantastic work!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

I was remiss in ever commenting on this review. I guess I was lacking in etiquette. Thank you for th.. read more
Blimey, I was not expecting that at all... Something else yes, but not that. I feel very skilfully manipulated

I guess I will just have to get over it... N

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

Skilfully manipulated -- sounds like a poem to me. I never commented before, thank you.
Neville

9 Years Ago

The pleasure is all mine, thank you

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Added on December 3, 2013
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Lyn Anderson
Lyn Anderson

Toronto, Ontario, Canada



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