For Uncle Bo 1

Your forgotten before the coffins closed1

already my minds is clear of his voice2

as the first clumps of dirt falls onto the shining3

surface4

too early his laugh is gone as the urn that5

bares his soul is locked away6

is there anyway that i'll be able to cry when7

i her the eulogies8

will my stony expression continue?

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