Shattered
Hearts breaking like falling vases
The teen dying was a waste of inspiration
The joy the person brought to this world
Has rose and set like the sun to our Earth
The simile and laughter that we once shared
Even the bad times I wish were still here
Reminiscing of the time when they were here
I can't believe we lost all those years
To a situation that was so dumb
Now we’re left with a killer on the run
No justice for the boy that was once called son
A nightmare becoming reality to all his love ones
Never thought this time would come so soon
Me meet God before granny do
Giving a twist to old way
To fight and live another day
Instead that gun took me away
Now i'm left to say
Hearts breaking like a falling vase
Feburary 16,2016
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