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I cried when
The Black Panther
Died in Infinity
War.
I cried even
More when
Chadwick was
Pronounced ‘’gone.’’
I shot my
Make believe
Basket into
The trash can
A moment of silence is all I ask
for all those who have left us in the past
changing the way we see the world from the sky to the grass
I start to walk and see tears in people's eyes
I can not breathe and start to cry.
Every breath, the air gets thinner
And ever step just gets bigger.
Are they tears of joy, or tears of sorrow?
Green shirt, greener eyes
He walks in the room and it's no surprise
The life of the party
That smile?
It could save me
A voice that could drown out all the rest
loss of words
So it seems so cruel,
Life is hard without you
Finally put to rest from your duel.
These loss of words are hard to face,
Because with out you life has no pace.
There once was a girl who had the world wrapped around her finger tips.
She was a beauty, a goddess in fact.
Earth was her thrown. She had opportunities all around her
To the brother I've never known
Dear Brother,
How I wish I could've met you
and know of who you were
I've seen pictures of you plenty
What is loss?
Loss is always difficult to manage
While all who grieve
Are at a Disadvantage
We must not misconceive
I feel your presence in the warmth of the summer sun.
In each breath the winter wind blows.
You're everywhere even though you're gone.
You're gone even though I need you.
7:30, i hit the button.By 8, i'm out the house. Running late but still get coffee.Nothing's stopping me now.On the the way to class, i saw my friend.It looked like she had cried.
The sun shines on this day but you are on my mind,
There were so many things left to say
I regret the loss of time
I will always remember the good times
Though a tear falls from my eye
I remember being a young child
Playing at Grandma’s alongside you
We were kids all running wild
How quickly those times flew
You grew up to be a great young man
Standing strong as could be
It almost doesn't make sense
You were a stranger,
Until the last months of your life.
In a way, you were like the forest
Tall, Sturdy, Strong
A hard world we live in today
It's almost like the ultimate video game
But unlike a game there is no resetting
No pausing
And definitely No extra lives
But these harsh realities are often ignored
If innocence were bottled up in human form, she would be the epistle within
Her chestnut hair glistens underneath the morning sun
Her dark eyes possess a thousand, mystifying riddles
