One that I miss

She was ripped from us

We never had a chance to say 

Goodbye

I think of her

Every

Single 

Day

Mad

Angry

Upset

Yes, you made me feel

But,

I wish I had a chance

To say

I love you 

One last time.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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