Stranger

by iffets   Jun 19, 2005


He calls her everyday
Not knowing what to say
But they talk all night long
Until moonlight is gone
By day they sleep a part
By night they talk heart to heart
As days passed by
The girl did cry
For the boy who called her every night
Had died in a brutal fight
She went to his funeral
And she prayed to God
She did sob
For the only thing she had left to say
I wish you didn't take him away

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  • 20 years ago

    by sad-taurus

    Great poem, very sad though. Stay stong and keep writing. 5/5

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