Harriet James


It Is Death - Poem by Harriet James

It is death.
It is nothing
More than death,
The burying of a love,

The burying of a lost love,
A love that never came to pass,
A love that never trespassed
The world.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 1, 2012



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