This Time Poem by xx3 mikki

This Time



An air of sickness,
An air of sadness,
Fills my lungs and will not cease.

I look in your eyes,
The air thickens;
Becomes black
With anger.

I gather my thoughts and try to remember
That you're gone,
Never to return again
But it hurts
And I dont know
If I can get through it

This time.

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