The Funeral, The Ending

The ending

The final scene

Her funeral.

They walk black by black

Shades of grey tear raindrops

They echoe silently, silently

One grenade to another

One buy one

The march hand by hand

Eyes dangling near

The burial

The wet grass

The thunder

The defeating

The falling

The closing curtain

It is all so twisted ,it is all so real 

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