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Unfair!

Unfair!
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Someone I loved is dead

I don’t know what to do

My wrists are turning red

Everything is true!

I don’t know how to face it

I don’t know what to say

For now I cry and sit

Through all night and day!

Pages turn to black

Blankets soaked in tears

All through my brain I rack

To satiate my fears

I miss you I miss you I miss you

I miss you way too much

But there’s nothing I can do

To bring you back and such..

I can’t believe you’re gone

I know it’s denial but still..

Loving you was wrong!

But you’re all I ever will…

 





6 thoughts on “Unfair!”

  1. this truly captures the morbitity of death. and im sorry for your loss, wether it is figurative or–in complete and honest truth–a human being.

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