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Somewhere beneath my curled toes
My heart was beating,
 My lips quivering from the chill,
 My bones aching,
 My breath coming in uneven gulps,
 And a single tear rolled off
 my lower eyelash
 and onto,
 the tightly packed,
 autumn cooled,
 dirt.
 
 It was done,
 case closed,
 over.
 Her body,
 Cold and still 
 And gone
 Lay somewhere beneath my curled toes.
 Her cheerful green eyes,
 dull deep in their sockets.
 Her rosy cheeks,
 turned white.
 And her smile,
 a peaceful grimace.
 All somewhere beneath my curled toes.
 
 One more life ended,
 by the twists
 and turns
 of mother nature.
 One less giggle
 on our saddening earth.
 
 And as the days turn to weeks
 And those weeks into
 months
 and those months into years
 I think,
 Of those light pair of eyes
 That giggle now a
 far away whisper,
 Now somewhere beneath my curled toes.
 
 Those who say memories never fade,
 But are never forgotten,
 Must have never
 Had someone
 To
 Forget.
 
 For my brain finds itself loosening,
 And the days I had spent
 with her
 erasing
 so fragile
 and easy
 to forget
 A soft fall to take.
 
 That bright smile
 now a shimmer
 a reminder
 of better
 warmer
 happier
 Days.
 
 Sometimes,
 My feet wander back
 to that spot
 that place I last saw you,
 some of the days
 Come back
 To me.
 
 I wish that I could
 have had,
 A second chance
 To say goodbye
 To you,
 For a brain that’s a loosening
 can not seem to
 Forget,
 One thing
 about you-
 
 Your cheerful green eyes,
 dull deep in their sockets.
 Her rosy cheeks,
 turned white.
 And her smile,
 a peaceful grimace.
 All somewhere beneath my curled toes.

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