(12/17/1956 / Michigan)

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Death

I knew just what, I meant to you,
The day my world, went black and blue.

No one to help hold my heart,
Guide me through the darkest part.

Alone I sit, my tears they fell,
I saw myself, alone in hell.

Family crying, alone I sit,
See the love, But you forget.

No one see's my empty stares,
Appears as if no one really cares.

I knew just what, I meant to you,
The day my world, went black and blue.

Submitted: Sunday, February 19, 2012
Edited: Monday, February 20, 2012


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