Lucia’s Graveyard
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everyday she visits
right at golden hour
the memories of watching the sunset together
soft pink red white roses
what was her favorite
she was more beautiful than any flower on earth
the woman quietly cries out to her love
in a whisper
oh lucia...
lucia...
how i miss you...
her hair was as red as can be
eyes as blue as the sea
her skin softer than silk
and lips that felt of clouds
the sun sets and the woman smiles
the last of its warmth
feeling like an ending hug from her love
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![Graveyard [Poem] // SpookDay23-[cb] Lucia’s Graveyard
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[c]everyday she visits
[c] right at golden hou](https://image.staticox.com/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fpm1.aminoapps.vertvonline.info%2F7723%2F5ce4546f04710151d313ac3264e19eb5088f54c7r1-500-334v2_hq.jpg)
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