A GARDEN FOR THE DEAD

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Frozen in place.

Dripping tears for centuries.

Memories of a lifetime.

Praying for salvation.

A frown for eternity.

Will her tears sprout

a garden for The Dead?

THE DEAD GAME Series by Susanne Leist

THE DEAD GAME 

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PREY FOR THE DEAD: Book Two 

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THE RAINBOW

THE RAINBOW

Some days can be heartless.

Some days cruel.

Bringing sorrow and tears.

Bringing you down to your knees.

Until you give up hope.

Give up on your dreams.

Refuse to lift your head.

Refuse to face another day.

And then comes the rainbow.

ROSE PETALS

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My tears fall like rose petals,

dripping down their long stem.

No hope left in my heart

for us to be together again.

I lay my head down in sorrow

beside the wilted petals of my despair.

INSIDE

Artist: Saint Carlito

There is no one inside.

Nothing at all to hide.

Some people are deep.

Others are asleep.

Which one of these are you?

Are you one of the few?

The ones who actually care

when your heart is about to tear.

STAND STRONG

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Stand strong for me.

Your petals closed tight.

Face to the sun.

Hope in your heart.

Release your sweetness.

The perfect fragrance.

Let the dew quench your thirst.

The rain wash your tears.

Stand strong for me.

CRY

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We cry for ourselves.

We cry in the night.

Tears roll down our cheeks.

Frowns cover our faces.

We stand together.

We cry for no one.

We cry for everyone.

THE RAINBOW

THE RAINBOW

Some days can be heartless.

Some days cruel.

Bringing sorrow and tears.

Bringing you down to you knees.

Until you give up hope.

Give up on your dreams.

Refuse to lift your head.

Refuse to face another day.

Until the rainbow.

TEARS

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Olga Akasi aka Ольга Акаси (Ukrainian, b. 1970, Kiev, Ukraine) – Found By Nobody  Paintings: Oil on Canvas

I cry in the morning.

I cry into the night.

Tears to fill an ocean.

I won’t give up the fight.

I will wait each day.

Bow my head and pray.

You’ll return to me.

I can’t set you free.

IT SITS ALONE IN THE GARDEN

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How sad is this statue?

Tears dripping down its body.

It sits alone in the garden.

A heart frozen to its core.

Its eyes closed in sadness.

For a savior long and gone.

It sits alone in the garden.

Waiting for help from beyond.

Tears fall ever so slowly.

Freezing close to the ground.

It sits alone in the garden.

Its silent sighs in the wind.

It bows its head in prayer.

For a savior not found.

It sits alone in the garden.

No one else around.

WEEPING PETALS

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My tears fall like weeping petals,

dripping down their long stem.

No hope is left in my heart

for us to be together again.

Raindrops cannot bring back this rose

nor my tears a love gone bad.

I lay my head down in sorrow

beside the wilted petals of despair.

THE DEAD AND GONE

THE DEAD AND GONE

A town where the snow is black,

bringing coldness and fear.

Old remnants of tears held back,

and times too hard to bear.

Woven from black sheets of rain,

fear covers in disarray.

Anguished and frozen with pain,

dark petals fall in dismay.

Hell has come to Oasis,

The Dead and gone at its side.

Now hidden behind faces

that are well-known far and wide.

Who will fall prey to The Dead?

I hope it is not me.

I’m hiding under my bed.

I’m afraid as I can be.

THE DEAD GAME

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SAD

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So sad.

A sad day.

I need say

No more.

HIT ME HARD

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Photographer Veselin Malinov captured this incredible shot of enormous waves along the coast of Portugal

Hit me hard.

Pummel my walls.

Reach my tower.

Dim my light.

But I still stand strong.

Wash away my tears.

Flood my floors.

Climb my sides.

But I still stand strong.

Darken the skies.

Blacken the night.

Moan in fury.

But I will always stand strong.