Another text read with regret,
Like lazy lines of lies
Or just a knife to the ear…
I hear a sound of death,
Too close and too soon.
How dare you take another
You forgot and left behind,
I will blame anything I can
To force the hurt out of my mind.
The thought that I could be alone,
When I thought I’d be first to die…
A selfish prayer I pray so selfless,
Please give me strength
To hold the weak,
I don’t want her to see me cry.
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