On that night the news spread through
I would believe it not.
The monger continued forth,
and I stood there looking North,
mulling over that in which I am caught
The night was empty and the day was too,
for without you I had nothing to do.
Life was everywhere
and people were up moving,
but once I heard there wasn't a thing I could be doing.
Standing there I realised,
how could they have such lazy eyes,
and anger filled my heart,
because you were so loving and smart,
yet they couldn't see your coming demise.
With time I let it go,
and accepted how things flow,
for I know you wouldn't
want another life ruint
because you now lay low.
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