R.I.P
(poems go here) Don't ask if I’m ok
Don't ask me why
Don’t try to say you know how I feel
Because all you'll do is lie
My 2nd father’s soul lifted
Yet they left his body behind
I did cry and asked why
Hating the fact that he died
His time is up and he had to leave
Leaving me hurting and my eyes wont dry
the angel of death is the thief
He stole his heart and soul not giving him the chance to say goodbye
May, the god forgive his sins
But accept all of his deeds
It may kill us tonight
But one day his stories are what you’ll read
May he rest in peace
And know that he will never be forgotten
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