Lost Ones
We never know what may happpen in the future
loved ones die , our family cries.
It;s so hard to let go
all the pain inside , cold as snow.
My father passed at age 11
I wonder if he went off to heaven.
Cancer took that man away from me
but i became the woman he wanted me to be.
I stayed in school and got great grades
but it still didnt take way the pain.
Everyone dies, its apart of life
We just know that theyre not coming back
So ill be patient till my time is next.
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