Poem 12, Mr. Prickles. Poem by vince III tamani

Poem 12, Mr. Prickles.
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I didn’t mean for your life to end,
I thought I was doing well…
I wish that you were not so gone,
I’m sorry I might’ve made your life hell…

Please, don’t slip way from me,
I really, truly tried
I didn’t do it right I see,
Because right now you starting to die.

I did my best and I now know
That it was not enough,
So right now, you’re about to go,
Please, remember some stuff.

I want you to remember
The times when we had fun
The hide and seek and tickly,
As you leave this life for another one…
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