Your name shone so bright
for such a very short respite ,
flared your brief candle in the gloom
of a thousand theatres and projection rooms ,
having strutted and fretted your hour upon the screen
giving depth to walking shadows no longer to be seen ,
but you shall remain none other than
Philip Seymour Hofmann.
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All that is left is a legacy of work, A candle that burned out too soon. RIP Philip Seymour Hoffmann
I didn’t know him till i read about his sad demise but your poem indeed made me feel what a celebrated artist he was.R.I.P SEYMORE