A life;who's mostly dead
a life;without meaning...
His smiles glisten
still to this day...
I saw his face today
Seems like he couldn't put the sadness away...
I miss you very much why did you go
When you would cook it was beautiful...
I knew one day that
my time would come.....and...
I cried
I cried in bed...
The lights flash through my window,
I hide my face in my pillow...
We were asked to make a poem about losing someone...
Please read and comment...
Weeping now, I don't know what's begun.
Life was taken away from us...
Head and heart hurt, pain;
pain fills my heart and head...
I looked at the upper deck
But the nettling and the only person...
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