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by Anonymous May 20, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I still recall the tragedy. I still recall the night. I still recall the moment My dear friend's spirit took flight. A stale cold evening On a gloomy Tuesday. She dared to go there Up by the bay. And then it happened. Down she plunged Right into the sea. Many a scar, First on the knee. Yet no eye saw the moment, For it was only me. But I just cannot comprehend Such a terrible tragedy.
by mayme
very good. I love this poem.