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| By moononastick | ||||||
| 10 October 2008 | ||||||
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This poem refers to a cross over of experience, where I gained an insight into the last days of my mothers life , whilst on morphine in the late stages of a miscarriage. Prickled fear, rushes hot White,through my face. Peeking into subconsciousness Beyond my hardened wall. Where I dare not tread, I dare not think how. She fought so hard For life and lucid dignity. Blue eyes in a sea of pain Return to calm, but can't remain. Grasping slippy looks I understand, where we have been, A morphia distance From the stench of death. Warm face,dead eyes. Mother ,we fought in vain.
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