Silent Death

It is a silent lover that has knocked on her doors.

He had been waiting for her; but she had not even expected him.

He knocked, but perhaps she did not listen.

He waited for the right time to come….

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She went on with her life,

Because there was nothing to worry about.

He waited, because there was everything to worry about.

Until today he furiously knocked on her door.

He was tired of waiting.

He opened the door at last.

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She was in shock.

First he tied her heart to a rope, and tried its best to pull it out.

He wanted her heart all to himself.

She held on; her husband by her side.

But then the silent lover came and took everybody’s’ brains.

Until only their conscious sustained.

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Now they understood

That this was no silent hubby bear lover.

This was no “I’ll love you no matter what lover”.

No, this was the lover of Death that had managed to take over her entire body.

She felt helpless. They felt helpless…

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So all day they struggled and wrestled with this lover.

They pleaded for the silent lover to give her heart back.

But he refused.

By night it was done.

She was done.

They were done. ‍

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All was done.

~Even though I did not know my aunt well enough, i hope that she is resting up in the heavens. 2/3/17

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