Rainbow Lists

Made by subluxate

Theme: Emotions

1. Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.
2. In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.
3. To live in hearts we leave behind / Is not to die.
4. He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.
5. For some moments in life there are no words.
6. Thou hast but taken up thy lamp and gone to bed
7. And he will make the face of heav'n so fine
8. For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.
9. And I would ask, who were you?
10. Mourning is not forgetting... It is an undoing.
11. You do not see the river of mourning because it lacks one tear of your own.
12. my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping / but / I shall go on living
13. It is buried inside of you and becomes this big, deep hole of ache.
14. Memory becomes your partner.
15. Numb with shock, we can only stand and watch as they fall away from us, gradually getting smaller...
16. Farewell is said by the living, in life, every day.
17. It was a fine cry - loud and long - but it had no bottom and it had no top, just circles and circles of sorrow.
18. Gone where I cannot follow, until I have finished all of my days.
19. People die every day and the world goes on like nothing happened.
20. How am I supposed to live without you?
21. Here is one of the worst things about having someone you love die: It happens again every single morning.
22. The family exists for many reasons, but its most basic function may be to draw together after a member dies.
23. He hath awakened from the dream of life
24. That is death - shifting from 'is' to 'was'.
25. You never had her, so you haven't lost her / like spare house keys.
26. Shall we mourn here deedless forever a shadow-folk mist-haunting dropping vain tears in the thankless sea.
27. I think clapping is how hands mourn.
28. Light, dark, light. The dark was just an interval.
29. There is a period for hope and one for mourning.
30. The pain passes, but the beauty remains.

Plain text version:
Dove Grey Made by subluxate Theme: Emotions 1. Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. 2. In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing. 3. To live in hearts we leave behind / Is not to die. 4. He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man. 5. For some moments in life there are no words. 6. Thou hast but taken up thy lamp and gone to bed; 7. And he will make the face of heav'n so fine 8. For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity. 9. And I would ask, who were you? 10. Mourning is not forgetting... It is an undoing. 11. You do not see the river of mourning because it lacks one tear of your own. 12. my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping / but / I shall go on living 13. It is buried inside of you and becomes this big, deep hole of ache. 14. Memory becomes your partner. 15. Numb with shock, we can only stand and watch as they fall away from us, gradually getting smaller... 16. Farewell is said by the living, in life, every day. 17. It was a fine cry - loud and long - but it had no bottom and it had no top, just circles and circles of sorrow. 18. Gone where I cannot follow, until I have finished all of my days. 19. People die every day and the world goes on like nothing happened. 20. How am I supposed to live without you? 21. Here is one of the worst things about having someone you love die: It happens again every single morning. 22. The family exists for many reasons, but its most basic function may be to draw together after a member dies. 23. He hath awakened from the dream of life 24. That is death - shifting from 'is' to 'was'. 25. You never had her, so you haven't lost her / like spare house keys. 26. Shall we mourn here deedless forever a shadow-folk mist-haunting dropping vain tears in the thankless sea. 27. I think clapping is how hands mourn. 28. Light, dark, light. The dark was just an interval. 29. There is a period for hope and one for mourning. 30. The pain passes, but the beauty remains.

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