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In 2 Years


Tears stream down As she lies there dying People run to her But I can’t even say her name. A dark hole starts forming The next day Her death is announced The tears still running down my face And the dark hole in my heart widens The next week Her funeral is held Her parents and siblings crying for their beloved daughter She was my precious friend I am still crying The dark hole in my heart widens even further The next month, I am still in loss of my friend But a light appears And saves me From being consumed By the growing dark hole That stopped time within me. I learned that A loss is a loss. It always leaves a scar But never stop breathing But never stop moving But never stop believing Because it’s not the end It will never be the end Happiness is the end So don’t give up like me Help a friend Be saved by a friend And keep on walking forward. Because I was saved So I will not give up anymore Like I did 2 years ago.
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