R.I.P "uncle" dennis

by damont   Sep 9, 2009


A Dead body becomes my nightmare
Such a cold, touch no lifes there
Fear sets in beyond a reason why
Thats hard to admit but I aint gonna lie
My call falls to death ears literally
How much I wish It would have been figuratively
I cant close my eyes without seeing that face sometimes
Although it was horrible his memory lives on in my mind
What scared me was he might wake up it was odd
And yet hard to face the reality he was dead
But I remember the good times and not the bad
You will be missed R.I.P ...uncle... dennis

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