My uncle was the only one,
To hold me when I cryed.
He would sit there,
untill my tears dried.
I can't believe...
He left my side because of drugs,
He stole my things and ran away,
and all I wanted was some hugs.
We got a call from the police,
there last words took my breath,
I cryed because i'll never know,
If he has been beated to his death.
He could be on the streets,
I really don't want him to be alone.
He is my uncle no matter what,
no matter what, everyone needs a home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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