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9/11 girl,
staring at your future's grave.
The headstone's slowly cracking,
with your epitaph engraved,
as "There are two towers,
where one day we both shall sleep."
The Children gather around,
as you, sweet Julie, start to weep.
The church bell rings the hour,
while you envision what it means.
The wooden doors are closing.
The church choir starts to sing.

August '98,
The leaves, the color of your hair.
The scent came off the bonfire,
and filled the crisp of autumn's air.
The day felt so romantic,
but I sensed your hidden tears.
I asked if you were fine,
and you told me about the years,
by leading me to the old churchyard,
asking me, "What could this mean?"
I scoffed and kicked the headstone,
saying, "This doesn't mean a thing.

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from Poetry Collection Five: Talk More Often, released September 23, 2011

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