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Thief In The 'Noon

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Thief In The 'Noon
1/25/08
9:25pm

Stunned and shocked
We sit in disbelief
Late a'noon  
There has been a thief

Stolen and sullied
A life and reputation
Left few clues
Oh solemn depression

And what do we think?
Of that which left…
How can we see?
A light in this theft?

So young, so loved
By all who knew
Even those afar
Hath no fuel to skew

Hard to believe
Harder to let go
Crying for fear
Of what we may know

Ladies, Gents
a life hath been stolen
Kiddies, Grands,
Our eyes red swollen

Hardest angle of course
No explanations why
Only press in frenzy
Suppositions a fly

Horrid thief beware
We hunt you out
Not a place for you to hide
Miserable lout

We miss him,
Our own
One among us
Ours alone

Prayers raised high
Heads down low
Waiting for now
Whilst it begins to snow
I wouldn't usually involve myself in the death of one of his profession...but I fell in love with him when I first saw him as Patrick and never really let go of how much I truly admired and liked him. The news was such a shock. Perhaps this isn't very good (I don't think so) But I felt a need to express my own sentiments. Afterall, he is the first of his kind that I have grown up watching to die...and it's sorta hit a soft spot on me. I didn't agree with every roll he played, but I always admired him and was interested to see what he would do next.

For H.L.
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