SOULESS BODY
.
The odd story got to me today of your passing,
Hmm, Alas!
R.I.P, a cracked vitreous it is to my soul.
Wish there could be remnants of words to posit,
Other than R.I.P
.
Alot i have to tell and do,
But all gone without any success.
Would have loved to posit adieu,
But death was alittle faster than i thought.
.
With the pains in me,
I put this to your soul beneath the ground,
ADIEU my dearest friend.
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TEE-THOMAS (Fearless Lines)
This poem is about:
Our world