the loss of a friend
is devastating
you think the world will end
because of the timing
losing a possesion
may make you sad
even if its an obsession
its not that bad
losing a friend
makes you cry
it migh make you want to bend
until you die
but always remember
they were your friend
death is a slumber
alarm, that wakes you from a fake end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem