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I see where he stands
As if part of the ordinary scenery
He holds the flower in his hand
Not wanting to let go
Dying lily, white as snow

His eyes like lustred marbles
Fall upon me in love
And so much fear
When I speak the words
The eyes turn to glass
Frozen in pain and hurt

And shards of the glass
Stab at my heart
I never wanted it to end
But I am forced to let go
To go on
Now there's no turning back

And I despise the dread
The palpable hurt
When he last looked at me
Then turned away with tears in his eyes
And said he didn't care
That hurt worst of all

He said not one thing
As he handed back my ring
Still holding the lily, white as snow
He simply whispered, "Go"
And I left him there
Standing all alone

My own eyes filled with pain
But he didn't see
I told him I still loved him
But he wouldn't hear
I touched his arm
But he pulled away
I called his name
But he turned his back on me

How I hate the glass, emotionless eyes
The pale white hands
As white as the lily
That falls to the floor
His back is turned to me
In the denial
That he ever loved me
To ease the pain
Of my goodbye

And I feel greedy
Like a child
Wanting something I can't have
As I leave behind someone
Who once loved me
With so much hurt
So much love
And so much fear

-Kelly M. Kincaid May 1994�

Gone was all the joy in his life
So he bore the knife
And the glassed eyes
Shut in darkness
Forever

And they found him
In blood
On the floor of his room
Clutching the white lily
And a picture of me
They buried him in the rain
What hurt me most
-his mother's pain
As she stretched her arms to her buried son
In the rain

And the rain poured down
Ceaselessly
On the lid of his black coffin
Black as night
And the lilies upon it
And everything was gray
As the day my love passed away

Rainwater cleansed the lilies
Washing the blackness away
Washing away the darkness
The sun chased away the rain
And the white lilies remained
But my love...
My love was forever washed away

-Kelly M. Kincaid May 1994�

And I wept as I heard
The single word
"Death" as it rained
My heart in pain
Could barely breathe
With the thought
He was gone...

He was gone
In the blink of an eye
Just like that
I just left him
No Goodbye
Then he was gone
The white flower
Turned to black
As blood soaked
Its silken white petals
Black as night

It was not red, but instead
It was black
Petals black like
The night I left him
All alone
The night he died
The night I cried
Without him

I wanted him back
The moment I spoke
Those words that hurt him so
But his eyes had dimmed
With darkness
Devoid of hope
Defeated
Shining with tears
Like glass