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I wallow in buttermilk stained with her blood,

I walk with my jeans on through the murky flood,

The ring on her finger,

The ring around mine,

Binds us forever,,,,Till the end of time.

I speak now in whispers,

She soars towards the sky,

It's just a shame my love had to die.

The crow out side my window he crows, and he caws,

Caw!!!!!! Caw!!!!!! Caw!!!!!! Caw!!!!!! Caw!!!!! Caw!!!!!!

Inside of my heart,

The water just falls.

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writer20 4 years ago from Southern Nevada

Your poem is wonderful, loved it.

Voted up and beautiful, Joyce.

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